About 2 years ago, I aquired what I refer to as "real" friends. The 2 friends I had now were pretty much the only people that I was around that didnt kick the crap out of me all the time, steal my money, or talk smack about me. They even offered to pay me for gas most of the time. Anyways that isnt really the question I had. I'm starting to realize that friendship may be more than a burnen that it is worth, we are starting to argue all the time (usually over something stupid) and see each other less and less, maybe caring is really a weakness. I'm a bit sick of having friends, at least thats the way I feel now, it sounds odd but I'm starting to miss the days when I was ignored by everyone, and just stayed in my room forever.
I've been reading a book I was reffered to off this site, called solitute:return to the inner self. Its a rather intresting book, stating therioes about why humans are such soloicatial beings. Was friendship just a old way of staying alive (to keep from being...
2006-06-19
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