Well, I don’t mind, of course… nice people are nice to have around.
But the limitations of the 24 hour day become a factor. There is an eternally perplexing —and yet delightful— line of girls at my doorstep offering everything they have for a piece of my time, and I’m incentivized to pursue those offers in lieu of spontaneously accumulating new friends.
In fact, the best, proven way to get friendly in a meaningful way is to be interesting on Tumblr. Take pretty photos. Write pretty things. Collect media that appeals to me. Interact with me. I’ll notice eventually.
Or you can just spend the next few years, popping into my DMs every six to twelve weeks, making sure I know you’re alive, until you finally say something that makes me care about the next thing you might say. It’s a painful process that will strip the varnish off your pride, but it’s worked before. Then again, those kinds of friends often end up turning into something else…