me: * has no friends * me: minimalism

shoutout to everyone who doesnt actually have a solid Best Friend bc their best friends have better best friends or bc they dont bond enough with people to have best friends or bc their ‘best friends’ constantly come and go and it just kinda leaves em feeling vaguely isolated even though they might have plenty of regular friends

It’s almost as if nobody wants to admit that they might not be prepared to do the work it takes to love somebody. And it can be laborious. To be intimate with someone who is flawed (which is the standard) requires us to expose our own flaws. We don’t talk about the heavy responsibility of that. We don’t talk about how we’re too lazy or too cowardly sometimes. We instead accuse love of being elusive. It isn’t. It is omnipresent. It asks us to be better people. And sometimes we flat out refuse.

you ever meet someone and just know…..u just know…they a lizard