Dear Aditi,
I am proud of you. You are a good person. I wish I was a good person. But I am not.
I mean, I am too in love with myself to change anything about myself for others. But I see others around me do it, and it is hilarious. Because they try so hard to be someone they are not that they end up making a fool of themselves.
I admire people who can be true to themselves. A few days ago, I met a guy in the train. He was a trans male, and decided to be in the ladies compartment- because he could pass of as a woman and it was practically empty.
He was a very cool person, who liked Alt-J.(that is a music band, for anyone who doesn't know.) So I like him. He was also hot, but that isn't the point. Actually, what is the point.
I love you. I love myself. I love people who aren't afraid to be who they are. I love Alt-J.
With Love,
Upa.
After 7 years of best friend-ship, Aditi has to move halfway across the country. Ignoring alternatives like email, texting and phone calls, we've decided that the most sensible way to keep in touch is obviously through a blog. So whether it's us talking about our lives, making each other laugh or getting something important across, join us as the tale of two states writes itself. We hope you enjoy.
Wednesday, August 5, 2015
How to Not Have a Point
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