I used to be manipulative, scheming and ungrateful. I’m going to cast away my pride and be truthful. Bare bones, to the point, in a painful way-truthful. Judge if you wish but I know better. Most of you, if you were to cast away the masks of cultural conformity you wear, would have to admit to some if not all of my revelations about girls.
When I was younger I wanted my friends to be fat. Mmmhhh. I didn’t want to be the only one. I wanted them to have as many eranious zits as I had. (honestly, I only had a few but they did manage to do some damage). I wanted the boy they like to like me and I never wanted to tell them when their hair looked bad. Before you all log out and deem me a horrid, vengeful and selfish friend let me continue. I wanted and wished all of those things but I was still a good friend. I did offer suggestions on a bad hair day and I ate chocolate bars along with them. I watched in silence when a boy I liked danced with my friend and I kept my mouth shut and didn’t laugh when break outs occurred.
I would just like to put it out there in this vast cyber space of unlimited resources, that girls are not always the nicest; even to those we call friends.
What is my point? I actually have one. Don’t feel bad when a nasty thought sneaks into your mind. Don’t act on it (have you seen ‘Mean Girls’) let it come and go as a natural occurance in the grand scheme of femine growth. One day the urge to push your gorgeous, well rounded friend down a flight of stairs will diminish. Once we realize that girls really need to stick together and support one another in this crazy world we will find the essence of true friendship; unconditional acceptance.
After all the one thing we all long for and often look for in the wrong places (the arms of a user male) is acceptance. Perhaps if we can find it in each other rather than the opposite gender we might dam up the flood of casual sex that is over taking this generation. Let face it girlfriend, casual sex is only benefitial for the dude that is on the recieving end. We girls were meant for far more that drive-thru casual/meaningless romps.
When I was younger I wanted my friends to be fat. Mmmhhh. I didn’t want to be the only one. I wanted them to have as many eranious zits as I had. (honestly, I only had a few but they did manage to do some damage). I wanted the boy they like to like me and I never wanted to tell them when their hair looked bad. Before you all log out and deem me a horrid, vengeful and selfish friend let me continue. I wanted and wished all of those things but I was still a good friend. I did offer suggestions on a bad hair day and I ate chocolate bars along with them. I watched in silence when a boy I liked danced with my friend and I kept my mouth shut and didn’t laugh when break outs occurred.
I would just like to put it out there in this vast cyber space of unlimited resources, that girls are not always the nicest; even to those we call friends.
What is my point? I actually have one. Don’t feel bad when a nasty thought sneaks into your mind. Don’t act on it (have you seen ‘Mean Girls’) let it come and go as a natural occurance in the grand scheme of femine growth. One day the urge to push your gorgeous, well rounded friend down a flight of stairs will diminish. Once we realize that girls really need to stick together and support one another in this crazy world we will find the essence of true friendship; unconditional acceptance.
After all the one thing we all long for and often look for in the wrong places (the arms of a user male) is acceptance. Perhaps if we can find it in each other rather than the opposite gender we might dam up the flood of casual sex that is over taking this generation. Let face it girlfriend, casual sex is only benefitial for the dude that is on the recieving end. We girls were meant for far more that drive-thru casual/meaningless romps.
