Thursday, June 24, 2010

I want a proper best friend. Someone that knows me inside out and who I can confide in. Someone who will be there for me and who I will be there for. Someone who's not fake but genuine and not superficial. Someone who will scold me when I'm wrong and will laugh and cry with me when I'm happy or sad. Someone who will make time and effort for me. I don't think that's much to ask right? I mean, all these things are what friends do. So why is it so hard? Why is life so hard? Why do I have to keep accomodating others and their feelings? Hardly anyone who calls themselves my best friend ever does that for me. Just because I'm at home all day doesn't mean I don't have a life. Maybe it means I enjoy being at home and with my family? And I'm not home all day at all, I do hang out with friends - at least those who care enough. So those who don't care can just get out of my life and stop being so melodramatic.

jackie blogged at 7:23 AM