How To Tell If Somebody Loves You:
Somebody loves you if they pick an eyelash off of your face or wet a napkin and apply it to your dirty skin. You didn’t ask for these things, but this person went ahead and did it anyway. They don’t want to see you looking like a fool with eyelashes and crumbs on your face. They notice these things. They really look at you and are the first to notice if something is amiss with your beautiful visage!
Somebody loves you if they assume the role of caretaker when you’re sick. Unsure if someone really gives a shit about you? Fake a case of food poisoning and text them being like, “oh my god, so sick. need water.” Depending on their response, you’ll know whether or not they REALLY love you. “That’s terrible. Feel better!” earns you a stay in friendship jail; “Do you need anything? I can come over and bring you get well remedies!” gets you a cozy friendship suite. It’s easy to care about someone when they don’t need you. It’s easy to love them when they’re healthy and don’t ask you for anything beyond change for the parking meter. Being sick is different. Being sick means asking someone to hold your hair back when you vomit. Either love me with vomit in my hair or don’t love me at all.
Somebody loves you if they call you out on your bullshit. They’re not passive, they don’t just let you get away with murder. They know you well enough and care about you enough to ask you to chill out, to bust your balls, to tell you to stop. They aren’t passive observers in your life, they are in the trenches. They have an opinion about your decisions and the things you say and do. They want to be a part of it; they want to be a part of you.
Somebody loves you if they don’t mind the quiet. They don’t mind running errands with you or cleaning your apartment while blasting some annoying music. There’s no pressure, no need to fill the silences. You know how with some of your friends there needs to be some sort of activity for you to hang out? You don’t feel comfortable just shooting the shit and watching bad reality TV with them. You need something that will keep the both of you busy to ensure there won’t be a void. That’s not love. That’s “hey babe! i like you okay. do you wanna grab lunch? i think we have enough to talk about to fill two hours!” It’s a damn dream when you find someone you can do nothing with. Whether you’re skydiving together or sitting at home and doing different things, it’s always comfortable. That is fucking love.
Somebody loves you if they want you to be happy, even if that involves something that doesn’t benefit them. They realize the things you need to do in order to be content and come to terms with the fact that it might not include them. Never underestimate the gift of understanding. When there are so many people who are selfish and equate relationships as something that only must make them happy, having someone around who can take their needs out of any given situation if they need to.
Somebody loves you if they can order you food without having to be told what you want. Somebody loves you if they rub your back at any given moment. Somebody loves you if they give you oral sex without expecting anything back. Somebody loves you if they don’t care about your job or how much money you make. It’s a relationship where no one is selling something to the other. No one is the prostitute. Somebody loves you if they’ll watch a movie starring Kate Hudson because you really really want to see it. Somebody loves you if they’re able to create their own separate world with you, away from the internet and your job and family and friends. Just you and them.
Somebody will always love you. If you don’t think this is true, then you’re not paying close enough attention."
One thing I would like to rant about real quick is calling people fake. I’ve had this happen to me countless times from high school to now and it’s something I’ve always failed to understand. I never got how someone could think that they have the right to make a statement so bold as thought they know what you’re thinking. It’s one thing to call an action fake. “Oh your laugh was so fake.” Sure. People fake things all the time. Nobody knows all the time exactly what they are doing. You fake it. Nobody gets to speak exactly how they want to all the time. You fake being nice or happy just to get along through your day. Essentially, if you interact with people on a regular basis in different and complex situations, you are going to be fake at some point. Whether is pretending to give a fuck about someone’s baby pictures or faking an orgasm to not hurt a guys feelings… It’s going to happen. And sometimes, its not only okay, but somewhat necessary. Now, I’m not saying you should be fake all the time. But I believe Shakespeare said all the world is a stage and that we are the actors. Everybody has to play a role. It just doesn’t make sense to me if someone thinks they can just outright say that your entire existence is fake. Of course I don’t go home and pretend to be something to my mom or something. It’s such a brazen accusation to call someone in-genuine. Its something I can’t quite grasp or get over. It’s weird. I don’t know what it is about me. I think something that has to do with it, especially in high school, is attention. A lot of people would say I tried really hard to be “different” and I could never understand. I have never tried to be anything I’m not. Of course I make efforts to seem a certain way, a way that I enjoy being and enjoy presenting myself as. It doesn’t mean that the way I try to be isn’t who I am. It’s like people tell me I try to be someone else, but that person is me. And it’s always followed by something about me constantly wanting attention. And it’s like, umm yeah I want fucking attention? What about it? Don’t you? As humans we naturally need attention. It’s just a fact that we crave the love and affection from other people. We need people to make us feel special or important. Or else we crumble and lose ourselves. To look down on someone for that is weird. Yes, some may try harder than others to get attention. Especially with the internet. The girls who always post seductive photos online or guys who beg for girlfriends. It’s too easy these days. And I understand how that can be annoying. But I never thought I fell under the category of someone who constantly begged for attention online. All I do is post normal things that humans share on different social networking sites like 75% of the people my age do. I’ve always gotten a lot of attention on stuff like that (again, mostly in high school I was popular because people hated me I think) but I think that when attention comes, so does hate. And assumptions about it are made very easily when you receive a lot of attention for things because you were bored or wanted to have online debates about religion. Whatever. I know I have never been perfect, but I just wanted to go on a little rant about this issue because I know its common for people to get called fake or attention whores and it’s just so pretentious and unfair. Next time you want to call someone fake, think about what makes you come to that conclusion. If its because you can read their mind and they are doing things that do not align with their true self, then go for it. If not, you should probably be kind. Because everyone has their own struggle.
TOKYOOOOO! No fucking way dude. Send me your number! I would love to catch up with you! Thank you so much :,)
I was just doing a little perusing through my blog posts from last year. Man oh man is it weird how things change. It makes me sad to see me talk about my love for people who are barely connected to me anymore. But it makes me really happy to see me talking about how I hope someone special comes along because I was lonely. Because someone special did come along! And as a result, my blog has taken a hit in productivity. I’m terribly sorry for this to those of you who actually care to take a look on my blog still. I really appreciate you following me. I guess the point of this post is that change is inevitable, even in time as short as a year. And sometimes its sad, and sometimes its happy. I guess you just gotta deal with it. But I can’t wait to see what 2014 brings!