Funny how I always go out of my way to make sure the post also starts with the day’s letter, eh?
Let me try and make this post quick and to the point. Damn tired, and going out partying tomorrow night, so need to stock up on my energy.
To me, friends are way more important than family. (We’re also talking relatives, aunts, uncles, etc here. Not just close family.) Frankly, I don’t think I could possibly care much less about how my aunt or nephew or whoever is doing. I don’t really know them, and am not interested in doing so.
I understand my parents want to visit their brothers and sisters every once in a while (though I wouldn’t mind not doing so later, don’t get along that well with my lil’ sis), but they don’t have to drag me along really. And why are they that interested in me? (Aunt, no, I don’t want to kiss. I said no- oh god please stop licking my cheeks GOD DAMNED HOW OLD AM I AGAIN)
But close family, too. Sure, my parents are pretty cool folks, but I’d rather hang with my friends than with them. I can see where they’re coming from, me being their son and all, but I LOVE MY FRIENDS AND WE CHOSE EACH OTHER and I just kind of got thrown into my parents’ life and vice versa. Not saying I don’t love them, it’s just not that brotherly love me and my friends share. Besides, they have a lot more in common with me than my parents do, so yeah.
Also lil’ sis, ugh. How can I be expected to “love her” when she’s a huge bitch most of them time, and she’s turning into the kind of person I’d usually avoid knowing? Sure we live in the same house, but that doesn’t mean we should be best fucken pals smooching all over each other.
Blood relatives are weird. Soul relatives are much, much better.