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Wednesday, September 10, 2008,8:54 PM
So, what kind of friend are YOU?
So this blog is going to be about exactly what the title is about. First, I'd like to say, fuck you bitch. I'm not even going to try to talk to you anymore, not even going to try to hang out with you anymore, because everytime I try, I'm the second option, so no. I'm tired of your shit. How are you going to call yourself one of my closest friends when you place yourself first, for everything? This isn't just for me, it's e-v-e-r-y-b-o-d-y. And you know it's fucking bad, when I have to pour out all my darkest, innermost secrets to somebody who has had misconceptions about me and that I would never have imagined entrusting with these thoughts. (Not that I don't trust him or that I do trust him, just somewhere neutral with him. P.S. Thanks, Peter.) I mean like c'mon, I thought that all my hints would've been obvious by now, I'm pretty sure you understand - don't act like a dumb blonde, might as well just dye your hair blonde if you're gonna act this way; like wtshit man. Haven't you realized that everything has always been about you? You, you, you, you, YOU! You like that, don't you? When you succeed at making everything about you? Yea, I'll bet you do. I'm reiterating SO BADLY -- Obviously, everyone else's problems are so much inferior to yours, your Highness, your royal Princessness. A friend is (well, should be) there as often as they need someone to lean on. I mean like what kind of bullshit is this? HE thinks I'M using YOU for monetary reasons, and he "doesn't like when people take advantage of you," but please bitch, you and I BOTH know that he's the one who's been using you since the start -- but you know what? It's apparent, well it's been apparent, that you would clearly choose him and his words, over mine and everyone else's, so why the fuck am I still trying to pretend that things will change and that you wouldn't fall into his obvious trap again, for like the millionth time? Yea, I shouldn't - like honestly, tell me how many times have you BEEN THERE for me because you wanted to be? You're always "there" just because you "feel bad" or because "I make you feel bad" or because you feel "obligated" to listen BECAUSE you "feel bad." No, I don't try to make you feel bad purposely, 'cause I don't fucking need you to listen, I just thought you'd be a decent friend that I could trust and who would listen to me when I have some problems to talk about. Yea, guess I was wrong, wasn't I? Because obviously, my life is so fucking perfect right now and only your life is crumbling and confusing and shit. Slash end sarcasm. Oh and that no one else's problems matter except yours. You ask the same questions that you think are stupid and obvious - "Are you mad at me?" Uh yea, no shit. It doesn't take Sherlock Holmes to solve the mystery because it's already written all over my face. Like shit, don't even pretend you wanna know what's going on in my mind or what's going through my head or within my life anymore - the only life you care about is your own, and you know it. Oh, and maybe his life, and that's just a MAYBE. Like shit, I think the real question is, why are YOU still pretending to give a fuck when clearly you don't? Don't fucking ask me why I'm crying - you would know if you were there to begin with, not after I bawl my eyes out to someone like Peter (no offense, Peter). You should know that I don't like to repeat myself. Or maybe not, since you're so concerned with yourself and shit like that. And you were always saying how we needed a day to cry our eyes out, yet you're never there. Funny, isn't it? Oh and another thing - friends are there when they say that they'd be there. He walks away from you, and you follow him because you can't stand him being mad at you. I walk away from you, and you just.. let me. Well, good. That just tells me something else about you. You wouldn't keep him waiting, but you'd keep me waiting, and everyone else waiting - and you know how we all feel about that. We hate it. Especially when you ignore our calls and pretend that everything is fine when you're late as fuck. But whatever, I won't have to deal with that shit anymore, because you're with him now - he'll deal with it - I won't have to wait for someone who won't be there anymore. Can't even trust your word anymore. May I add, you two are perfect for each other - one's an asshole with demands and one's willing to comply with all of those demands. Just go "be alone" and alla that bullshit with him. Don't come back to me when something goes wrong because I can promise you that I won't be there to listen to you anymore. I won't even ask you how it's going, because I ain't gonna make it my business anymore. And you know how you were saying how Nine doesn't care about you (or us) when she's with him? Yea well, it's the same with you, when you're with him. But you know, I guess sometimes the rules don't apply to some of us. It's funny how your so-called love for him has turned into an obvious obsession because you claim to be over it and shit. Again, you'd still do anything for him just because he said so, or just because it's for him - you'd go back to him fucking forgive him for anything, when you know straight up that I would never forgive him for the bullshit he's put you through for these past couple of YEARS. Thanks for showing me what our friendship really is, and what it means to you because now I know who to put my trust in and who not to confide in. So tell me, what kind of friend are you? --- And to you, fucking asshole number One -- yea, you keep telling your stories the way you want to, leave little details out to try to make you and her look like the victims, when you're the obvious enemy. --- I don't care how fucked up y'all think I'm being for saying all this crap, because y'all ain't me - y'all don't know what the fuck I've dealt with and you'll never know because you can't go back to what's already happened, especially in my shoes and with my thoughts. I'm all dried up - can't think of anything else to bitch about related to this topic. I'll add later on if anything. |
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