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@Fwelin
And that’s what a lot of folks fail to realize. From what I’ve observed, the folks who constantly talk about the friendzone and its existance don’t exactly have the healthiest relationships. They’re often anti-social neckbeards (a meager caricature for a meager generalization) who find better company in inanimate objects and fictional characters rather than real people, and without a healthy relationship with people, they don’t exactly know how to approach romantic matters. There’s a song that’s near and dear to my heart that helped me decide what I want to do with my relationships; for the sake of my point, I’ll skip to the relevant part:
The song’s PoV character is enamored with someone special, thinking they are legitimately in love with each other (for realzies!) However, as the relationship began to decline the character began realizing that despite their attempts at up-tightness, aside from participatin’ in the side-ways poker they have little-to-nothing in common and no real structure for their relationship. As soon as it began, it ended, because “we became lovers before we were friends.”
If you can’t really get friends, the most basic non-familial relationship, then you can’t handle anything more is all that it boils down to.
…or this could just be a poorly conceived joke for the sake of cheap laughs and we’re tossing the pot over literally nothing.
And that’s what a lot of folks fail to realize. From what I’ve observed, the folks who constantly talk about the friendzone and its existance don’t exactly have the healthiest relationships. They’re often anti-social neckbeards (a meager caricature for a meager generalization) who find better company in inanimate objects and fictional characters rather than real people, and without a healthy relationship with people, they don’t exactly know how to approach romantic matters. There’s a song that’s near and dear to my heart that helped me decide what I want to do with my relationships; for the sake of my point, I’ll skip to the relevant part:
The song’s PoV character is enamored with someone special, thinking they are legitimately in love with each other (for realzies!) However, as the relationship began to decline the character began realizing that despite their attempts at up-tightness, aside from participatin’ in the side-ways poker they have little-to-nothing in common and no real structure for their relationship. As soon as it began, it ended, because “we became lovers before we were friends.”
If you can’t really get friends, the most basic non-familial relationship, then you can’t handle anything more is all that it boils down to.
…or this could just be a poorly conceived joke for the sake of cheap laughs and we’re tossing the pot over literally nothing.


