Hiding Place

WELCOME TO MY THOUGHT CORNER!

This is my personal "hiding place" where I can talk about my feelings and thoughts freely; the perfect corner where I can give life to my daydreams and complain about my reality; an escape to share my kind of crazy and keep my sanity. I love words that rhyme and that is not a crime. This is a mixture of darkness, butterflies and confetti. If you're still reading this then it's working so go ahead and enjoy the rest of it. - C

Monday, March 20, 2017

Friends with Benefits


     Nope, this is not what you think it is. Friends with benefits -- friends who would only want to hang out with you as long as they get the benefit. No, not sexual benefit but perks and tokens and free things. Do you get me yet? This is the same concept as girls leading you on while you court them as long as they are enjoying your gifts. They will accept your gifts even if they don't really like you because, hey, it's free anyway. They have nothing to lose.

     So what is my point exactly? Okay, what I'm trying to say is, it is really difficult to find real friendship in this world full of plastics. At one point in your life, you'll have a lot of friends. But as you grow older, you'll retain just a few. Me, I'd rather have few who are genuine and will be there to stay than have a lot but half will stab you in the back. Quality over quantity.

     One quality of a person that really turns me off -- one who always wants something for "free". One that will get you drunk if you had to drink every time he or she mentions the word "free". Is it all about money for us nowadays? I don't know but maybe my parents brought me up differently. Or maybe because my father was a public servant when I was growing up and learning things. My mother specifically told me that I should not be falling in line to receive freebies when I, myself, have enough to give the freebies.

     Okay, enough of the freebies because I'm tired of those plastics and barbies. Let me just tell you about how I want my friends to be. I want my friends to be crazy, rarely say I miss you and I love you and all that mushy and cheesy stuff but when we say it we know that it's true. We rarely talk about the serious stuff because once we do, tears will begin to fall. And once talk includes tears, boy we need a drink. We talk about problems and we have each others' backs. We keep our circle tight and close and not expand just for connections. We are brutally honest and we value trust.

     My main point is that I'm never gonna be okay being friends with people who only wants to hang out with other people because they get something for free. I'd rather fly solo. -C