C’mon world, let me have this Virgo.
Liking you (or growing up) has made me realize that, yes, having things in common is nice. But so is having someone around that challenges you, and differs from you in things like opinion, and hobbies.
I dunno, I just think at the end of the day, having someone to remind you of your own unique qualities is really, really nice.
19 feels weird. I feel like I’m in a Twilight Zone between teenage years and becoming a twenty-something.
Turn 19 in about 9 and a half hours. :)
Days like these where I hate having such strong, knee jerk reactions to everything.
ALL HAIL THE NOVEMBER BABIES
This is a dangerous mood. The mood in which I feel completely and utterly untouchable. Determined. In complete control.
I dare you to try and challenge me right now.
I’ve learned that when we are sober, we are friends. Casual friends.
But when we are drunk, we are more. We understand each other at the most basic of levels. You are the only one I really want to talk to, or hang out with, even when our tempers get in the way. (Primarily mine)
We are not afraid to tell each other the truth. And I want to protect that.
I think so many of us feel like we have to mold ourselves to our lovers. Our friends.
When I meet someone for the first time, I take stock of all their little quirks and abnormalities, all of their wonderful traits both emotional and physical. I want to know them as people, not puppets.
I think what so often bothers me about myself is that I feel obligated (sometimes) to mold to someone I would like to pursue. I start saying things that they would say, or run my sense of humor almost seamlessly into theirs. I’m too adaptable.
Tonight, as I was smoking with some friends, I realized that I don’t really see the point in being the same person as the person you’re dating, or interested in, or even friends with. I would much rather have my quirks and abnormalities, and wonderful traits both physical and emotional than have to compete to be a better you than you are.
I would much rather separate our interests instead of combine them. You can have your things, and I will have mine. That’s the true beauty of humanity. Though we might not be original in entirety, the mixture comprising our personalities lends to a completely unique human being.
It’s time to stop trying to be the person others assume you should be.