How to tell a fake when you see one

No, this is not a post about bags or shoes...it's a post about people. Out of the many fakes a had around me in my life, I must admit that I only recognized a few. Or maybe I could tell long before, but my tolerance accepted to have my powers drained and my nerves cracked at the end.

I have had many "best friends". I mostly trusted people I met in school, my 1-4th grade best friend with who I haven't spoken once the 4th grade finished, my 6-8th grade best friend with who history repeated. Weirdly in highschool I got closer with a few people....some got lost while high school years passed. With my best friend and desk mate a had a quarrel as soon as school ended. I'm ok with her know, after about 2 years of not speaking. Anyway... my quarrel with her confirmed that I shouldn't play this game anymore. But...my stupid stubbornness refused to accept that.

So...I was there again. Listening, comforting, visiting....accepting that my problems are way smaller that anybody else's, and keeping them only for myself most of the time. When I didn't, I did the mistake of opening my mouth, only to be punished for that after and being called a trader of generosity. My friendly requests have been refused by being told that guys are sometimes better to be around than me. I've been left aside when new friends popped, even when I was suppose to be a guest myself. But I was still there...listening, comforting and visiting. They say a Taurus's trust is not easy to brake, and they'll be there no matter what...but when you do break it and they reach a boiling point...there's no way back. As an atheist I do trust astrology, as it proven right a lot of times...not just to me, but also in the people around me.

I am happy to say, that after one year of being at home, I managed to prioritize things in my social life. No more substance abusers, no more self centered camera guys, no more married people and definitely no more fake friends. Life is cruel and I am afraid to say that it's getting worse. People are confused and the desperation to be pleasant and adored by other makes them say and do stuff, that show their low character and lack of attitude towards life.

Or at least that's my opinion...

Tora Lisa

It's been two weeks since Tora "joined" the cat family of Robi. My sister brought her at the door as I was getting ready to leave the house...she was purring, so I couldn't say no to that. My new studio needed some life, though she was out for adoption.

She's the most loving, purring 4 months cat I have ever seen. Her beautiful eyes mark her kitty attitude, as she gracefully moves around the house. I don't think she was born on the street, or at least she did not spent a big part of her life there. She knows how to use the tray (though that's a cat instinct), she's fleas free and vaccinated. All she misses at this moment is a loving house.

To kill an inner child

History tought us that in the years that pasted, humans fought long lasting, bloody battles for pieces of land or ideologies. Assuming that humans evolved into a less ignorant creature, these battles stopped, or at least are better hidden behind great words such as human rights, ecology etc. - different debate...

These days we are so good at hiding, that we even hide murder. A lot of the people around me go by with no jail time or even a fine for killing their inner child. Worst, there are a lot others who try to convince that this is a wise path to take. I love Romania...but I am afraid that the country has only a handful of people who are able to truly relax and do stupid things...stupid to gown ups, but natural to children. It's stupid to do anything that a child would do, I guess laughing will soon be declared stupid in this country, or even out side the law. I live in a sad place, and try desperately to surround myself with people who still see Tinkerbell. 

What brings me to anxiety, is that among my closest ones, I find those trying to rip you inside and dig hard to kill your spirit, because theirs died a long time ago. I would die without being clumsy, stupid, innocent...but most of all happy! The thought of being a zombie, a shadow frightens me...