Random Rant: BF vs BFF

F.R.I.E.N.D

B.O.Y.F.R.I.E.N.D

Both of these words has ‘Friend’ in it, yet the meaning can be so far-fetched and different. Personally, friend is so much easy to handle than boyfriend. Justification?

a) Friend will be always there since everyone can be made as your friend as long as you are willing to open your heart out and throw some jokes here and there and nod along. Basically what I do.

b) Friend is someone whom you have fun with, share some stories, and have common of interest. Most of the time, you will have fun with your friends. Even in some times, maybe someone will throw some shades and bad things about you, just move on as there are plenty of friends out there that you will eventually find in match with you.

c) Your expectation won’t be that high as compared to your boyfriend/lover/couple. Since they are your friends, if they did something annoying or some trivial mistakes, you can easily brush it off since who cares? You could always end up teasing your friends back whereas your lover which you will be treating differently and pickier that totally makes sense.

Can my justification be reasoned? Do you agree or is it just me?

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