This is my excuse.
In my younger & angrier years, I used to think I hated people because people are basically stupid. Not to say that this isn't true, but with time I got less angry & more melancholy because I began to see that it wasn't so much the stupidity of the general populace that frustrates me so -I don't care so much anymore if people as a whole are like one, big moronic paramecium- but rather, the psychological/emotion threshold of individual persons that breaks my fucking heart.
See, I'm all about really getting down into it. I venture deep into the dark, forgotten (or buried), shameful places of someone I care for & dredge up everything I can in the privacy of just that person & myself & I love it when they can do the same for me.
I don't have to tell you just how not ok most people are with this.
I had a medium circle of friends in school but that circle got smaller & smaller due to my own liking as time went on. I wanted to go underground & they preferred to stay in the sandbox, if that metaphor makes any sense, so I learned to let go of those who refuse come & go with me to where things get scary. It's the same with almost all of my family, though I love them, I'm not friends with most of them for this reason.
I don't usually bother trying to make friends anymore because it seems to be one disappointment after another. I need passion & excitement & secret things & higher places in all my relationships, romantic or otherwise. I stop putting effort into a relationship as soon as it becomes clear that the other person has drawn a line in the sand, declared an "I can go no further" for themselves, & therefore, closed a door. Sorry, but I don't close doors on anything intellectual so do me a favor & leave playing-it-safe to friendly acquaintances or hit the pavement. If getting down & dirty is too much for you, I'm not going to drag you there.
I think this is why, when I do want a specific person as my friend, it's kind of a big deal to me as it doesn't happen often. If I'm obviously trying to keep you near, I must have hope for you -I must see something very fucking gorgeous indeed in you that makes me think you're able to open your mind & step off of the edge to places you can't go with just anyone because they couldn't take it, they wouldn't understand, they have-a-reason-that-doesn't-matter... In a pretentious world filled to the brim & then-some with an irrational fear of everything we are inside, this is what I live for.