Today, a few of my friends told me that I'm their favorite friend. I knew this, but it still changed my perspective on a lot of things. I don't know how I could be a favorite friend. I'm a horrible friend;and unreliable too.
I think it's just because I'm crazy. Being crazy comes with a lot of downsides too, though. Yes, I will bike to your house at nine pm during negative weather with my homemade studded tires, and yes, I will bolt across a a football field just because you called for me. But, I'll run away from you just as quick. I'm numb and spontaneous, and probably bipolar, but I think that's the part they like the most in me.
Or maybe they just have bad taste.
