Friends
Friends used to be people I could talk to. Now I hang the tag of FRIEND on anyone who lets me be silent.
Friends used to be people I could talk to. Now I hang the tag of FRIEND on anyone who lets me be silent.
The Bard was right. All the world really is a stage.
I thought of myself as ‘one of the boys’ because I didn’t identify with how femininity was practised around me. I’ve come a long way. I may even be one of the girls.
He is rebuilding his beliefs and his life. He’s also learning how to be an independent adult, possibly for the first time. And finally, he’s having to re-learn how to be around women.
Francois Sagan did say, “I like men to behave like men. I like them strong and childish.” The proverbial honeymoon comes to an end (proverbial, I said. That means its metaphorical, people. I retain my ‘unmarried girl’ status). Life with Mr.Everyday means some rainy days among the sunshine. The wonderfuller-than-life…
It’s precarious because what can balance atop slime for very long?
What are the consequences of cheating? What does infidelity do to us and where do we go from there?
@ Rambler: 🙂 Yes, I do know what you mean.
Friends to me was just the sitcom for a long time, then few people changed that, now its more like people whom I need not speak to, to communicate, If you know what I mean
@ Supremus: 🙂 Glad you finally made it. And yes, I’m a creature of many moods, though this was more escapism than cynicism.
Came here through blogspot – no wonder my readers were not showing up your posts!! Domain is the way to go! Great theme btw.
And yeah, mmh, felt like a very cynical feeling hehe!