On Friendship - Tumblr Posts

I am a big fan of platonic expressions of love, as there are very few things that make me feel happier than when I am with my friends. I also like thinking, and so I have put my thoughts into words.

I am easily taken over by the devotion that I feel towards the people I love.

I want to give all of myself to the little family that we’ve made together, the one not sharing the blood that I have, but the one that has come together to be what it is now.

Occasionally I am afraid that they do not see me like this. I feel as though I may come off as too strong at times, and I don’t want them to see me in that light. I want to spend the rest of my life with them because I love them. I love being near them. I love being their family. I love devoting my whole world to them and our future.

Perhaps I am too wishful? I don't want to be. I want this to not be a dream. I want to make it real, and I can with time and hard work. I can carve out a future for us if they will let me.

I cannot let myself fear a future without them by my side, so I put myself in the present, and I see them and I know that they are there and real. I sit there with the little family that I helped create, and I let myself know that fear will not stop me.

I will take the future and make it into another day's present.

baffles me how my favourite people don’t know how much i love them. “oh sorry we don’t have to do this if it’s boring” bitch please, i love looking at cute ceramic kitchenware if it’s with you

"I love you , I'm glad we're friends"

- Sohn Won-pyung, Almond [trans. by Lee Joosun]

my old friend today told me that out of all the people that have ever loved her i still matter the most to her and i told her not to say things like that because even though i was grateful to be loved so much i was scared i'll hurt her and then she told me "you won't and even if you do i'll forgive you because i love you."

do you ever meet someone and they tell you about the things they’ve struggled with in the past and you’re just like … damn. I wish I would’ve been there when you were little. I could’ve saved you. You know…I could have kissed the bruises on your back…yadda yadda yadda

btw this is about a girl I met at a party yesterday who opened up to me about how she is bisexual, but doesn’t feel particularly able to express that part of herself due to experiences she’s had in the past. I was just like…wow. I went through the same thing at the same time. Could we have saved each other? Could I still save her? Could I resurrect the part of her that she lost, the part that I fought for years to uncover in myself? It would have all been easier, gentler if we’d have had each other then. Maybe it can be easier and gentler now.

do you ever meet someone and they tell you about the things they’ve struggled with in the past and you’re just like … damn. I wish I would’ve been there when you were little. I could’ve saved you. You know…I could have kissed the bruises on your back…yadda yadda yadda

she was one of the first friends I made when I moved schools. we didn’t hang out all the time, but I love her company, always laughing. I was nasty. I think I still am horrible to her. I know I'm too sensitive. I am so sorry. I don't think I knew her all that well, and I miss her. I wish I knew her better. I know my life is different from hers. I hope she is angry with me; she should be. I hope she still sees me as a friend, at least some of the time. I don’t want to lose touch. I miss her. I wonder what she thinks. I hope she doesn't miss me. am i too late? did i change for the worse? could you tell me if too much time has passed? am i too late?

my official statement on this and every matter is that we all must hang out and tell our friends we love them more frequently 

“soul contact”