Friday, March 12, 2010


(that's the one whisper friend drew and the word "stay" made me wonder if people think I'm always happy.
Or was it just a random word?)


Why are we constantly trying to find people with common traits as we do? Or always trying to find at least something in a friend that relates to ourselves? How much does that similarity mean to us? Don't we all have a mental list of things we want to find in a friend?

And do you get extremely excited when you think you've found a friend who's alot like you, or at least satisfies more ticks on that checklist for a "friend like me"? Then you realise something major is lacking but it doesn't matter for everything else makes up for it.

Does everybody find it an incessant need to have somebody to share your thoughts with, bare your heart, to put your trust in a person (more or less) so you might get possible solutions to things. Or does everything feel better just because you know you're not the only one who would feel/react that way?


and really, my mind isn't just a patch from a sunflower garden.

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