When does friendship end and relationships begin?
Or would it be suicidal to forsake a firm friendship that could be, to start a relationship that by far, is less certain but could reap greater rewards if it ever succeeds?
I guess I have become too cynical. But I don't believe in relationships. I don't believe in Cinderella, or Beauty and the Beast, or the Little Mermaid, where every story is a happy ending and people love who they love.
But where does one draw that line, if drawn at all? It is a commitment phobia? Or as Kev puts it: fear of losing a friend?
Sometimes, the Creator puts women in this world just to vex the hell out of men. And to hell with whatever you think about it.
And vice versa.
lip
ranting
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