You should never like anyone as much as you like yourself. Not in the conceited way, of course. But...two weeks ago I made a new friend, and we got a bit addicted to each other, but she had (has) a boyfriend, and we decided that it'd be best if we didn't talk to each other nearly as much as we had been doing. But, we just so happened to spend nearly the entirety of a week talking to each other and/or hanging out. And so that was hard.... it turned me into a Johnny Cash-esqe pussy (see Walk the Line...he was so weak when it came to women). Anyway, I wrote some really bad songs (they are actually really good, but probably really bad for any future friendship we may have), and before I knew it, we weren't talking at all anymore. :tongue: It took me a couple days to be me again, and now we're talking, and it doesn't even matter! Yes. I am back to doing all the things I did before and then some. Never sacrifice self-happiness for happiness from others. Is what I learned. Maybe. I don't know. I just wanted to start a new thread.
I think i'll turn those pearls into a necklace and never take it off. I have no friends, well 3 I had more but they hate me now
Good advice. I always find myself living for people, but I always manage to somehow neglect my own life while doing that... ... and that leads you to spending 7 months in solitude in pure fucken HEAT... among other things.
This is all fun. Today, rather than feeling depressed like I had the last four days, I learned a handful of Dylan songs, read a hundred pages, played geetar for a customer and dribbled a basketball for at least two hours. Ah yeahhhhh life is good. That's a very badass quote, Meg.
Well I know that I do love myself at least three times a day. When I wake up, I love myself for a little bit, then some breakfast. When I'm on the train to work, I'll usually love myself in a corner on the connection corridors, and others can testify to ample evidence left over. Sometime after I'm at the office, I'll love myself in the break room and invite others to join me in a healthy loving session. Around lunch time I'll love myself for a few minutes near the water cooler. When I get home, I might go out and love myself on the town, or stay at home and host a good long lasting love fest. Sometimes after that I tend to wake up in the middle of the night and love myself some more with a few of the hungover crashers who conked after the fiesta earlier that evening.
