The vent, episode 3. · 3:04am Jan 11th, 2013
Hello, and welcome to the vent! It's been a while. I have had a "pretty good life".
Lol, nope.
Recently, I realized I have no true friends.
Now, before you (and I'm talking to you, BP) post a comment below saying "I'm a real friend", realize that yours and my definition of "real friends differ.
I don't have to play along and laugh at things I despise with true friends.
I don't have to sit down and watch the game with a true friend.
I don't have to talk about the news with a true friend.
A true friend is someone that you can be around and have that... Feeling with. The friend feeling. It feels like a cloudy day when you look out and think "Ahh, fuck it. I'll be sort of happy-sad today." No faking, no being the butt of the joke. Hell, my brother isn't even a true friend. I only know of two true friends.
Observer and Suke. Shout out to you two for being there for me.
I can have a real conversation about things I really do and really like with my true friends.
Another thing-
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Whenever I'm around fake friends for too long, it starts overflowing.
Being the butt of the joke can bring tears to my eyes in the happiest times, or make me want to flip something over in my calmest moments.
Having to lie to talk can make me feel true guilt. I'm not lying to people that I love football, or that mlp is totally gay, I'm lying to myself that I like these people.
Honestly, I think being with true friends is what life is about.
Also porn.
Thank you for reading, and until next time, I leave you with this advice-
Keep your friends close, and your fake friends in a place where you can talk to them if you need to or leave them alone for a month.
I wrote a super huge wall of text, read it, and said, "Psh, naw!" Sorry!
That... was moving. I never thought of the status of true friend like that. While I know that I will probably never reach your status of true friend, Silver, I'm just glad I know I have someone to talk to and mess around with. Celestia knows I can't have that kind of relationship with my sisters.
699281 hey, it's alright. You have at least one or two true friends. You know who they are. Now go, be with them. They bring you true joy.
It has cheered me up greatly to know someone appreciates me, unlike here at work. Ungrateful bastards; the whole lot of them.