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humanjeff: cursed platypus facts:

At a certain point, if one wants to be okay with themselves, one’s closest friend must be solitude. I don’t detest friendship, although I do find it somewhat overrated. For me, there is no denying the immeasurable value that good, true friendship and company has had in my life. I don’t know many people who would argue against the value of good friendship—even the most isolated people in the world. A person needs at least one to a few people to be there for them, and for them to be there for. Or at least the sense that they are. But good friendship and solitude are not antonymous. Good friendship forms out of those who know themselves well enough to create and maintain good friendship. The person who has yet to find any comfort in themselves will gnaw and pull at others in hopes of finding it, forming a sort of addictive dependency on their relationships.

“Of all the things I am not very good at, living in the real world is perhaps the most outstanding.”

People who have a creative side and do not live it out are most disagreeable. They make a mountain out of a molehill, fuss about unnecessary things, are too passionately in love with somebody who is not worth so much attention, and so on.