Just watched 500 Days of Summer. And i could relate to what Tom felt.
We do want to be labelled. And i'm not talking bout being labelled "cream-puff boy", "michelin man", "anal girl", or "nerdo". I mean - being named after a world-famous tyre company, sure i'm flattered really... But being referred to a marshmallow, layered and literally bigger than life mascot isn't my idea of pleasantry.
What i mean is that people want to know where they stand in any situation.
In a relationship: are we just friends, secret-lovers, boyfriend and girlfriend, engaged or just awkward friends.
In a office: the photocopier, kept for valued skills, disposable, or there just coz' i'm needed diversity.
In a crowd: am i wanted or am i just lost.
What does that actually mean...."I don't know...who cares"
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