pytsteph

Contrary to popular belief and to the things I post about myself and my life on this blog, I’m a very private person. I don’t enjoy things being shopped around from one mouth to the other. There are a lot of things I choose not to talk about because it usually involves IRL people that I love and care for and I would never try to embarrass them in a public forum like the internet. But this is not about stories or events. This is something kinda r elevating in the sense that as an adult my perception of friendship has really been shaken and changed (for the better I think) in the last 2 years or so.

I’ve always appreciated honesty and integrity in the relationships I build with people. I’m not an easy friend to make, or to keep so the friends that have stuck by me mean the world to me. I dedicate myself to my friendships because these are the people that demonstrate loyalty to me. When I’m crying on a train, or when I’m crying because some asshole broke my heart via text message - all of my friends have been there to tell me when I’m being stupid and to empower me to be the goddess I know I am. They’ve never said things to belittle me, or to make me feel guilty - they just objectively give me their input and/or their advice and they really help me shape the decision that I ultimately make in any or most situations.

I love my friends. They’re my friends for a reason - they’re awesome, caring, dope (albeit fucked up sometimes) people that will lift me through fire if I needed the help and refused anyway. They teach me things about myself every day and I couldn’t be more content with the lessons I’m taught in the process. Even if shit just blew up in our face (PUN INTENDED HAHA) it’s still a humbling experience to hit a level and not be rocked by it, or have it end an important part of someone’s life.

That to me, is beyond any group of party people or BFF Claire’s Accessories necklace or friendship bracelets can buy.

Shaken, never stirred. True Friendship.

I don’t know what bothers me more.

People who can’t articulate naturally, or people who just suck at the English language. Like when people try to sound smarter than they actually are and use big words like “I have a wide rage vocabulary” instead of saying ‘I’m verbose” or when they say “Let’s conversate” instead of “I’m interested in conversing”.

Their, there, and they’re. People who can’t use and/or properly. Or my personal favorite: “Givenchee” instead of “Shiv-on-shay”. If you’re unsure of how to pronounce something, it’s very okay and polite to ask how to do so. I’m not so heavy on punctuation, because I fuck it up all the time, but just the shitty use of words generally bothers me.

Like, kill yourselves.

I’m wondering how many people actually remember or comprehend The Great Gatsby. 

There’s been a lot of rants from people who say the book was overrated, and that the movie was shitty. 

But I liked both. In fact I don’t think that there is a more perfect parallel in society than that of shit that went down in the early 20th century. Decadent, young people doing shitty irresponsible things with each other. Sounds about right, though.

I think that is what separates the people who actually read the book (more than once) and the people who read the cliffs notes in the 9th grade is the basic understanding of what the book was. The book is about two people so self involved with each other than their flaws become so irrelevant in consuming, and the thirst of co-dependence. It’s crazy how completely fucked up Gatsby and Daisy were - and in their flaws, only cared about themselves in the end. It’s not romantic like it first seems. It’s consuming. It’s everything bad about loving someone, and how far it goes when you’re mentally unstable and emotionally draining. It’s an inevitable heartbreak and no one learns from it.  

But If you’re criticizing something you haven’t taken the time to refresh your memory on - your opinion is biased. And legit, don’t get me started on the things people are saying about the movie, but call Baz Luhrman’s Romeo+Juliet “the best movie ever” because he literally did the exact same thing in Gatsby.

Or did y’all hate Romeo+Juliet too, and pretended to understand every single line too?

We can’t be friends if you think that owning a Michael Kors watch is what sets you apart from poor people, or associates you with edgy fashionably remarkable people.

Like, they’re cute but extraordinarily basic.

So like nah boo. Nah.

equals to the fucking horrendous disproportion of my face. 

ugh.