Has there ever been someone that you’ve met, and you’re just thinking damn. I want to be friends with this person.
And if you get that opportunity, you realize that the reason you never really clicked, was because you have nothing to talk about. Or you’re the odd one out.
Groups of three never work out. On the rare occasion, there’s never anyone left out. Usually, someone is left out.
Whether or not it’s unintentional, you just feel like you don’t fit in. It could be because you don’t click, or your family is different, your personality, whatever. And you try, you try, really hard. Just to be their friend. You don’t feel like you can be yourself, but you don’t care. Because they’re amazing, and you want to be friends.
They don’t care as much as you do. They never will.
But it’s not enough. Because no matter how hard you try to change, to love what they love, to spend ridiculous amounts of money on things that they care about, you will never naturally click. It might not even be you. It might be your background. You think the care You think they notice? They have each other. You have no one.
You’re not as charismatic, as sweet, as fashionable, as pretty as them. They can say you are all they want. But there is literally nothing you can do, because they don’t care as much as you do.
And after a certain point, you accept that. But in the back of your mind, there will never be a time that you will pass up an opportunity to hang out with them, to try and fit in with them. It’s so fucking hard to be accepted. And you want to be friends with them, to hang out with them, so. fucking. much.
So put on a fake smile, and try your hardest. I know how much you want to succeed.
I know how much you want to be best friends with them.