“Love is a form of prejudice. You love what you need, you love what makes you feel good, you love what is convenient. How can you say you love one person when there are ten thousand people in the world that you would love more if you ever met them? But you’ll never meet them.
All right, so we do the best we can.
Granted. But we must still realize that love is just the result of a chance encounter. Most people make too much of it. On these grounds a good fuck is not to be entirely scorned.
But that’s the result of a chance meeting too.
You’re damned right. Drink up. We’ll have another.”—Charles Bukowski (via happybirthdaymrpresident)
Day Two: Write about the best friends you've had over the years.
Well. I could go into detail about all the friends I’ve had over the years, but that would take forever. So I’m going to focus on the most important:
There’s Paula. She always is the first one that comes to mind. We met when I moved to Whitewater Middle School, in the same orchestra class. She hated me at first, but we became friends immediately after we discovered we both watch “Friends”. Television and movies, sadly, has been a huge part of our friendship. We watch shows together/see movies together/anticipate future shows and movies together. It’s actually quite sad. However, she understands me better than anyone ever has. She’s modest, beautiful, incredibly smart. We were inseparable throughout high school, and we’ve remained close as we went to our respective colleges last year. We’ve traveled together, and my family is her family (and vice versa). She’s honestly the best friend I could ever ask for.