You take the good, You take the bad, You take them both and there you have the facts of life. The facts of life.
There's a time you gotta go and show You're growin' now,
You know about the facts of life. The facts of life.
When the world never seems, To be living up to your dreams. And suddenly you're finding out, The facts of life are all about you. All about you. You-u-u-u,
A-ll about you. It takes a lot to get em right,
But you're learnin the facts of life.
Monday, June 03, 2013
I was younger I hung out with mostly guys. They were easier. There was
honesty. There wasn’t the passive aggressiveness or tit for tat that
usually comes with being friends with the same gender. Punishing each
other with petty stuff. One of my closest friends who unfortunately left
us early was truly one of the best friends I’ve ever had. There
probably isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think of him. I didn’t
get to say goodbye but maybe that’s what was best.
communicated through sarcasm and that’s probably why we got along so
well. But when it really came down to it, he would always have my back.
He would defend me when I needed it. Kick my butt into gear when it was
required. I remember him calling me upset one day because a guy that I
was talking to had said something derogatory about me. His feelings were
so hurt for me. He kicked him out of the car. There was also a day
where I was crying about dudes and why they’re so lame. He said “Yamell,
look at you. You really think it’s you? You are beautiful, you’re funny
as hell, you dress nice, you’re the whole package. Eff them (only he
said the word). There’s a problem with them.” One of the best pep talks
I’ve ever had. Because I knew he meant it. And that it came from a good
place. He trusted me with his life. With his kids and with his heart. He
told me things that he didn’t just tell anyone. And there was a mutual
respect. All the time. He took care of me and I took care of him. I
wish all friendships could be that seamless. Effortless. I miss him.