Monday, September 12, 2011

Kill All Your Friends

As I near my 25th birthday, I look back on everything I have experienced, and the people that have been in my lives. Some people like to say that every person enters our life for a reason. It sounds like a nice theory, but I feel like I'm still trying to find those reasons out. I am by nature an introvert, and probably an extreme one compared to others. I never feel like I represent who I really am in the first couple of months of meeting new people. I come off too quiet, painfully shy, and in my head, kind of ditsy. Still I know, to my real friends, I am none of these things, but in this world, my real friends are very few, and there are so many other people who see the person I am not.

So I just feel like I am out of place in society. The older I get, the more I start to hate people and everything they do. Making friends was so much easier when we were younger, we never had to worry about trust. Now, I feel like I am constantly losing friends. They either move away, which is not really their fault, or I learn that they can't be my friend. We think that just because we've been friends with someone for a long period of time, that we can't stop being their friend. A friendship is just like any other relationship, and it can be broken. We either grow a part, or betray one another.

Again, we are all suppose to be a part of each others life for a reason, so I guess most of us are to teach us lessons. So now with 25 years of experience, I thank every person I have ever met. You have taught me that most of the world is filled with horrible people who probably shouldn't have been born in the first place. Here is to the Hitler worshipers, the Frat boys, the wannabe Oprahs, and the fake bitches all across the world. And to the people who really love me, I thank you for still making me hope that there are more of you out there.