I like to die with the songs I love stuck in my head. I hope to make the most of these hollow bones we become.
I raise a toast to the the souls that sang all along. I've been gathering friends to just to make some sounds,
before the ship goes down, I've been making amends by making the rounds before the whole world ends
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My sister is probably my best friend. We just have massive amounts in common, and kinda think the same the way. I can see myself taking a bullet for her.
As for my parents, while I do actually get on with both of them, and love them, I doubt I'd be willing to sacrifice myself for them. They've lived their lives.
ITT we bitch about parents before being one ourselves.
p.s. it's not as if i don't know where you're coming from. i had the same viewpoints about parents a few years back.
Did I show up at their door and demand money, cloths, and food by my own conscious decision? Was I already alive before they did what almost every living creature on the planet does during their life? Is it really that hard to think that I don't feel appreciative towards someone so much that I'd considering dieing for them when all they did was what they were programmed to do?that it's easy giving up time and money to clothes you, and feed you, and house you ?
I'm not sorry to say that it isn't my place to give my life so that the ones who made me can live. That's a little backwards even by the Apologetic's creed.
So they made a decision that costs them dearly, and they deserve pity?sure, they may bitch about it. sure, they may be a pain in the ass. sure, it may be a "societal rules" that they do it - but guess what ? that doesn't make it any easier for them.
That's one funny thing about this entire debate: I never intend to follow in their footsteps.ITT we bitch about parents before being one ourselves.
When I leave something behind, it's going to be something inanimate I made myself, or God forbid, someone I helped because they were already existing and I felt compelled to do so. I don't need a semi-random infant ripping it's way through a girl for me to understand what it's like to nurture something. It makes a difference to me that if I were to give up my time and money, I would actually know the person before making that commitment.
That's just the thing. I'm still not sure we're "looking at the same picture here." This isn't "Daddy took my trust fund" angst. This is looking back at my childhood and adolescence and realizing that I had to work for everything I ever got in return; and feeling I came out at least even.p.s. it's not as if i don't know where you're coming from. i had the same viewpoints about parents a few years back.
Now to the point: The question was "If given only two choices, would you chose your friends or family to survive?" My entire point is pretty much moot now; but my argument against family is just as simple as I've repeated in this post: "If I didn't chose them, and I don't owe them anything, then I'd likely chose my friends because they would be more important to me."
But like I also said before, there is at least one exception - it just happens to be neither of my parents.
i'm starting to see why we are disagreeing. this is where we differ:
i feel that it is my duty to defend my family, just as it was their duty to cloth/feed/house me. for me, it's not about "owing" them anything at all. you don't feel like you have any duty to your family, thus that's why you're saying you won't raise a finger if they get shot.
that's fine. it's just a difference of opinion of what a child's duty entails.
I would try to save my family. But I would never ever take a bullet for my mother or father, while I would for some of my closest friends and my sister.