Freedom
The last word William Wallace said, before his head was chopped off. Everyone yearn from it. Freedom is the perhaps the sweetest thing next to getting pussy. It's not really revenge like Tupas Shakur might put down.
Freedom, though comes in many form. Today I discovered something intriguing, and way new to me.
Friendship. Do people feel chained when they are bound in a friendship? If not, what does it mean when someone wants freedom from it. They want no connection to you. Perhaps when times are right, they come back to be your friend.
I respect freedom. More than anything else.
But this sure is intriguing.
posted by Vlad at 6:56 pm
5 Comments:
*respect* my *space*, man :P that is the meaning of true friendship - not suffocating at all ;-)
Lisa
Lisa:
Like Office Space?
I usually have an invisible oxygen tank around.gz
dat sounds like a typical break up line.
did a male fren say dat 2 u?sungguh gay sekali.:p
ono mayumi:
No, it was not a male friend. It could my door saying that to me. I am not sure of it's gender though.
Hmm.. I never encountered this before. Perhaps, I am not really the kind of person who calls or go out with a friend often enough, no matter how close I am with him or her. So there's just no reason for the person to be suffocated by my presence.
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