Inebriated Navigation

Friends are things that are hard to come by. Some people seem to have loads of them. But people are good at pretending. Really, really good. Because good, true friends aren't easy. Often it's like loving a pet that keeps throwing up on you. But you love it until it stops throwing up- then you're the best of friends. Friendship is hard like relationships are hard. Sometimes nothing makes sense and sometimes it sucks because friendships -really, really fantastic ones- are like family. Think about your best friend(s). You laugh and sing loudly and dance funny, but usually you also fight and scream and kick a little. That's how it's supposed to be.

Sometimes I get incredibly tired. With anything and everything. Physically and emotionally. Sometimes it doesn't matter if everything makes sense or if nothing is clear. Sometimes I just don't care. I know I should though. People who live without caring, live without living. It's when you've given up and you don't care that you need your friends the most. People just suck at seeing how much they need their friends. Unless you're one of those suckish people who live without conscience or consequence, in which case- screw you. You're the reason the world gets so confused. But most people aren't like that. People need other people. They can't see and understand how much other people mean until they are gone. I fortunately (and unfortunately) comprehend how much I love having people around right when they get there. This becomes problematic when the people I care about don't really care back. I'm telling you- suckish people. I love my friends. Don't get me wrong. It's just that sometimes I wish they loved me.

Speaking of love... well love speaks. Through words and actions. Through thoughts and feelings. Love comes in all different forms. All I can really say about it is that it leaves an everlasting tattoo on one's heart. Love is needed and irreplaceable by other things. Love can make or break people. I once heard (don't believe everything you hear or read) that the majority of suicides take place around Christmas time when family spirits are cheerful and warm and everyone is giving, giving, giving. It's because those people don't feel like they belong- they don't feel loved. It's hard to have no one. Everyone needs someone. But it's when you have no one that you learn to stand on your own two feet. And despite having all the friends in the world, standing on your own is possibly the most important thing one will ever learn to do.