people

Fake?

Let’s get something straight right off the bat, friendship isn’t like the movies. It takes a lot of work, and sometimes it even gets down right difficult. But you need people. They say that no man is an island and they’re right. I get that there are times when it feels like no one cares, or no one understands, or like you have literally no one. But it comes down to the do or die moments where you make the conscious decision to keep a friend. I’ve heard a lot of people say that they found out in high school that they have no real friends. We constantly complain about “fake” people. But do we ever take the time to get past the false part of people? Now, you know this is something even you do, we build up these walls in our lives. These personas we have for different people. To my best friend I am a compassionate, empathetic person, but I’m not like that with strangers. I’m more soft spoken in front of authority figures and significantly more outgoing with my peers. Does that make me fake? Maybe. Does that make me less of an honest person? If it does, and you have to think really hard about this, but doesn’t it make you a less honest person too? I don’t mind if you have a set standard you judge people by, that’s on you. But before you go and declare someone fake, take a look at yourself and see if what you’ve found in them isn’t just you pointing out the walls they’ve built up. You want them to talk about everything that ever happened to them? You can’t expect that from people; it’s not fair. We all have stuff we don’t like to talk about. Even more so, we all have stuff we don’t want others poking around in. That doesn’t make someone fake, it makes them human. And well, if you’re judging people on human faults then I’m not sure what you think you are. People are basically good. That’s the entire point here. But he’ll hath no fury like an angry person. So if you want people in your life, people you can call when your car breaks down, or people who will listen when you talk to them, you have to stop judging everyone and let somebody just be who they are.

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Woah.

“Dennis, can I just say one last thing about Mars? – which may be strange coming from a Science-Fiction writer – But right now, you and me here, put together entirely of atoms, sitting on this round rock with a core of liquid iron, held down by this force that seems to trouble you, called gravity, all the while spinning around the sun at 67,000 miles an hour and whizzing through the milkyway at 600,000 miles an hour in a universe that very well may be chasing its own tail at the speed of light; And admist all this frantic activity, fully cognisant of our own eminent demise – which is our own pretty way of saying we all know we’re gonna die – We reach out to one another. Sometimes for the sake of entity, sometimes for reasons you’re not old enough to understand yet, but a lot of the time we just reach out and expect nothing in return. Isn’t that strange? Isn’t that weird? Isn’t that weird enough? The heck do ya need to be from Mars for?” -Martian Child

I have no words for this. It is simply amazing.

Quitting Makes You a Quitter.

If I’ve learned anything in the 16 years I’ve been wandering about here, it’s about quitting. I’ve learned that if you care about something enough, you don’t just give up on it. Even if you don’t like it (and trust me, it’s possible to care about something you hate), you wake up in the morning, and put a smile on your face, and do it. If you don’t like the team your put on, you don’t quit. Even if you hate the coach, and the rest of your team mates don’t want to be on theĀ field, you go to practice everyday. You lace up your cleats, pick your chin up, push your shoulders back, and give it 100% no matter what. It’s your team, and whether you like it or not, you’re there. People are the same way. You don’t give up on them. If you care about them enough, you fight for them. Nobody quits on someone they care about; no one lets them walk out the door. They say loving someone means letting them go. I don’t think so. Loving someone means caring enough to fight for them, and then when that doesn’t work, it means gaining the courage to look them in the eyes and ask them to stay. You don’t let someone walk out of your life. You stand up every time and fight for the friendship, relationship, marriage, whatever. You fight until you have no fight left in you, then you fight some more. When you’ve done that, when you have stripped every ounce of fight from your body, if they still leave, you’ve done all you could. You fought. That doesn’t make you a quitter. That makes you a fighter. Nobody quits on something or someone they love. Because quitting means you didn’t care enough to pull yourself off the floor and try. And nobody wants to be the person that no one ever fought for. No one. So don’t let that person go. Don’t let that something go. Fight for it. You have the strength. They say what doesn’t kill you…

I’ll follow into the Dark.

Hey,

“If Heaven and Hell decide that they both are satisfied, illuminate the “nos” on their vacancy signs, then I’ll follow you into the dark” (Death Cab for Cutie) . Ā There are very few people this statement can apply to for me. There are my people. Not just friends, but those who are literally always there for me. Yes, I will always be there for them. Friends who need me to be there, I am there. But people who jerk me around. People who cannot decide what they want. People who cannot handle me all the time. I am not good for them. If you have read the post prior to this, you understand when I say that I am not a very nice person, I do not think before I speak, and I do not consider others feelings. So im just not sensitive, sorry. But Mack, and Sam, and most of my “people” will tell you that i’m a good listener, im a good talker, and im here, always. But please liars, haters, those around to bring me down be nice about it. Yeah if I peeve you, let me know. Because I can justify ALL of my behavior. And yes this is another rant. But I took an hour of my time tonight to go swimming with one of my “people” because she needed the time. As a friend we are supposed to be there for the people we love, and who love us. If you cant do that for your friends, then you arnt doing your job right. For those of you who dislike me, that is your own problem. Get to know me, Im a good friend. As well as a pretty freakin’ good friend. At least I’d like to think so. But hey, if you dont like me, this is Ohio just wait 5 minutes.

-Tiger