Let's Be Friends?
It didn't take long for me to feel comfortable being friends.
It was weird at the start coz of the abrupt need to switch mode which is something I find extremely pretentious and difficult to do. Especially when I was given the instruction to via SMS which I found incredibly distasteful. I mean, I'm sure I deserved more than just a lousy limpdick excuse cowardly communicated via the weakest medium possible. Makes one wonder what one is worth.
But.
Do I really need/want/deserve such a friend? Friends do not mind-fuck. They do not disregard you (makes me wonder about my friendship with W now).
Just any Tom, Dick and Harry will not do.
Unless he is happy being an acquaintance. A has-been, never-will-be. I think being civilised is the most I can give him right now.
Friends are like lovers. You still have a right to choose. And you should always also have a set of criteria. You don't think just anyone can be my lover, so why think just anyone can be my friend? I hope people stop misusing that F[riend] word.
You form friendships just like you would relationships and if that person does not cut it or is not cutting it, he just would not be chosen or he'd get dumped.
I choose my friends and my friends know that. And that's what makes them special. That's what separates them from 'acquaintances'. I love my friends dearly in different ways. Friends are as important to me as a partner/lover/boyfriend is.
So don't 'we are still good friends' me. Coz I might not want you as a friend. Who died and gave you the right to decide?
Agreeing to be your lover does not equate to agreeing to be your friend. You might be a good lover but a horrible friend.
People should offer their friendship. They shouldn't decide on the friendship. Especially not unilaterally. Makin' sense?
Had he treated us with more sincerity from the start, was more honest and less abrupt, things would've been different. We'd probably be good friends.
But hey, we were strangers a week ago. And life was good then. We didn't need each other then and we surely do not need each other now.
Somehow, I've got a feeling he won't be beating himself up over this lost friendship.
It was short. Too short.
Too short to matter.
And no, I don't think I made it as his favorite mistake.
It was weird at the start coz of the abrupt need to switch mode which is something I find extremely pretentious and difficult to do. Especially when I was given the instruction to via SMS which I found incredibly distasteful. I mean, I'm sure I deserved more than just a lousy limpdick excuse cowardly communicated via the weakest medium possible. Makes one wonder what one is worth.
But.
Do I really need/want/deserve such a friend? Friends do not mind-fuck. They do not disregard you (makes me wonder about my friendship with W now).
Just any Tom, Dick and Harry will not do.
Unless he is happy being an acquaintance. A has-been, never-will-be. I think being civilised is the most I can give him right now.
Friends are like lovers. You still have a right to choose. And you should always also have a set of criteria. You don't think just anyone can be my lover, so why think just anyone can be my friend? I hope people stop misusing that F[riend] word.
You form friendships just like you would relationships and if that person does not cut it or is not cutting it, he just would not be chosen or he'd get dumped.
I choose my friends and my friends know that. And that's what makes them special. That's what separates them from 'acquaintances'. I love my friends dearly in different ways. Friends are as important to me as a partner/lover/boyfriend is.
So don't 'we are still good friends' me. Coz I might not want you as a friend. Who died and gave you the right to decide?
Agreeing to be your lover does not equate to agreeing to be your friend. You might be a good lover but a horrible friend.
People should offer their friendship. They shouldn't decide on the friendship. Especially not unilaterally. Makin' sense?
Had he treated us with more sincerity from the start, was more honest and less abrupt, things would've been different. We'd probably be good friends.
But hey, we were strangers a week ago. And life was good then. We didn't need each other then and we surely do not need each other now.
Somehow, I've got a feeling he won't be beating himself up over this lost friendship.
It was short. Too short.
Too short to matter.
And no, I don't think I made it as his favorite mistake.
posted by Sharry at 5:30:00 PM
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