Friends
A true friend is a true relief.
When the world is shit, how wonderful is it to have a friend totally make one forget the bad day or the treachery a fool can cause?. At this moment in my life I could be bitter, I could be vengeful against the man that ripped apart my love and took so many gifts from my heart for granted for such a LONG time. And even more time than I originally thought. People change. People fall out of love as quickly as they fall into love. And that’s fine.
That is perfectly fine.
But let someone know. Don’t be a twat-head and sneak around. Just fucking let them know it’s over and you ain’t the one. That would hurt less. But again, that’s fine.
That is perfectly fine.
That doesn’t make this time any less difficult or sad or mean I have any less rage. And just ‘cos I have rage don’t mean I’m gonna start pickin’ people off with a machine gun or anything. I don’t have a machine gun. But rage and anger are healthy feelings if they don’t overwhelm us or cause us to throw someone out a window or throw boiling grits on someone, though I must say, the folks that did that type of thing are probably well within their rights (I have to admit it may even feel good to do that if one didn’t have to feel guilty or regret afterwards). I guess that’s my rage speaking. Shut up Rage. (suh-right)
So I thank my friends for saving me from getting too mad, for allowing me to laugh at this time and the times ahead. Just a phone call or IM or email is all it takes and I’m all better and it’s that easy simplicity (as in most things) that makes life so wonderful, when it can be so terrible. Thank you.
posted by Saint Vincent @ 12:20 PM
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