Isn’t that weird? How we spend chunks of our lives with people..but than slowly or spontaneously they fade into the background or disappear entirely…They go on with their lives and us with ours..and years later we have to strain to remember how we possibly spent so much time with that person. Isn’t it scary that that many people who could have once been the most significant parts of our lives at one point are now just blips on the radar? I mean think of all the people that have cycled through your life. All the playmates you had in elementary school, your parents’ friends that they don’t talk to anymore, all the “friends” that drifted away after high school, your first love,the neighbors that moved away, your college roommate. I find that terrifying. Because at one point life revolved around these people. They mattered. But then eventually it’s like they’re cataloged away into an old book that you hardly bother to look at, if you even bother to look at all
my favorite mythical creature is nice people
(Source: modernmethadone)