friends
I’ve just been thinking about people, and accepting them for who they are. Personally, I don’t think I can ever, nor want to change myself for someone else. By change, I mean major changes such as from an idiot to smartass. Drastic extreme changes. Little modifications are acceptable. But not too much to the point when I do not know who I am anymore.I’ve known this really great gal since we were 8. We recently met up for a chat, partly also because my recent break with a guy and she called me at the right time. And somehow, talking to her made me think that its wonderful that we are friends. Neither of us are perfect. We have flaws, we hated each other at some point when we were kids. I was blunt, she was rude, we felt like the other person was irritating… But yet at the end of the day, I’ve learned to accept her for who she is. And as time goes by, all the flaws become smaller and insignificant while everything nice about her becomes amplified. That’s the beauty of friendship. And I guess that is what love could be like.
posted by eline @ 2:01 PM
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