Thursday, November 18, 2010

I love my friends. So much.

Is Bruno Mars my favourite artist? Hell to the no, but despite him singing his track just the way you are to that really hot chick from Tokyo Drift (Fast and Furious). That song has good meaning.

Nowadays (I may sound a little like my granddad ) people can be so fake. Everyone seems to have different personalities depending on the situation they're in. At work they'll be all bumming their superiors acting like saints, come home they treat their parents like shit. It's like authority only matters when you're getting paid?

Yes it's hard simply being yourself regardless of the situation you're in but wouldn't you rather be accepted for who you actually are? Yes it sounds super cliche but it's as fucking honest as it gets. Yes it may be harder but I would happily be rejected for being who I am than be accepted for putting on an act. 

Of course if you're at work your character has to be different, that's not a problem. A change in character is not like changing who you are as a person. 

I am definitely not normal. I've never been popular or well known. Yes I was kid that was picked on occasionally. No I don't dress like those around me or listen to the same music. Yes I talk a lot. Yes I do read a Japanese manga weekly and yup I do love slow music before I go to sleep. At times I can be very soft and mushy and yeah I have shed the odd tear watching a sad movie .. but that's ME and I fucking love all those who like/ love me. Because it's real. They don't love me for my bank balance (it's lower then a blonds IQ) or because of my social status. They love me for what I am and I love them for who they are. 

No this is not the funniest thing I have ever written, but right now, it's how I feel and I feel this is an important thing to talk about.

I don't want to use this as an opportunity to slander people. But rather thank those who have been there for me, liked me, helped me, accepted me for no reason other than I'm their friend.
Thank you guys xx     You know who you are.

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