friends are important to some of us. more important to some people than others. but really, what is a friend?

someone who will lend their ear when you need to vent? someone to laugh at your jokes? someone to go shopping with? or someone who would wipe the blood off the person you had just murdered? (and THAT indeed is GOOD friend… that’s dedication!).

anyways, you get my point.

but what makes a friend a best friend?

in my opinion. i don’t judge my friends. i won’t judge them by saying that friend#1 is better than friend#2, therefore friend#1 would be my best friend.

how can you do that? what makes them better than any of your other friends? and why would you put that friend on a pedestal while placing your other friends at the base of a structure?

was it because of the time you needed money and friend#1 was the one who gave it to you and not friend#2? did it ever occur to you that friend#2 wanted to help you out but didn’t have the money at the time?

am i making sense? i’m just trying to understand all this “best” friend crap.

i believe in good friends, or close friends (notice the plural). - these are the ones that you spend the most time with. they are the ones you know more about. they’re the ones that know more about you. etc. etc. and even though i’m close with these people, i still can’t narrow it down in picking one out of the bunch and saying, “TA DAA!! THIS ONE IS MY BESSST FRIEND!” i just can’t do that!

some friends understand me more than my other friends. i have more things in common with certain friends too. but still i can’t label any of them. to me i don’t see it as being fair. don’t get me wrong, it’s not just about being fair. it’s also about embracing each friend or person whom comes into your life and fulfills whatever you are looking for. whether good or bad. and appreciating it. but just because they fulfill your need more than once or twice doesn’t mean that all your other friends should be looked over. but you know what, that’s just me.

and you know what. reading this, and looking things over (i over analyze sometimes) makes me contradict a lot of things that run through my mind. i think it’s the title of the word “best” that kind of gets to me. i take it as favoritism.

maybe i’m questioning this because of my past. maybe i’m saying all this because everytime i try to do my best, no one ever appreciates it or even notices it. maybe because nobody ever considered me as their best friend. maybe because people whom i thought was a friend, really wasn’t. remember, we ARE talking about MY opinions.

i used to have a lot of friends. i didn’t ever want to label any of them as far as one being better than another. i’ve shared deep moments, fond memories, and laughed so hard with certain friends. but i’ve also shared those same things with others. and it still doesn’t mean that any one of them is better, or closer, or even more important.

i don’t even have favorites. there’s a lot i enjoy generally that i can list but i can’t choose a favorite. and why do i have to?

as of now i basically have a handful of friends. but even they live their lives so basically it’s just myself, my dog, and my family. eh, it’s ok, it’s less drama for me. just the way i like it. =) i’d rather have 2 friends than 100 friends. but as i say again, that’s just me.