Have you ever wondered why you never have any friends? Have you ever wondered why you cling so much to kids that you have convinced yourself to call your friends? If you can answer those two questions easily and truthfully then you would be no more and no less valuable or worthless of a friend than if you were to begin believing that you could ever live up to anything as remotely similar to this idea that we all refer to as a friend Is it a blessing to you? To constantly shed your skin before every single group of people you fall into? It’s almost as if you are falling back into your mother’s womb because of all the traits that you are carrying into the world thinking your childish *** is invincible and exempt
I got a few things to tell you about friends Select and memorize what you want and trash what you don’t want to hear Friends don’t eavesdrop on other friends conversations then turn around and create drama just to have an excuse to ruin healthy and functional relationships and friends don’t sit posted up in black second hand t-shirts and beg for attention from other “friends” to delve into every detail of their pain when they can choose how they let circumstances and/or tribulations affect them. I never wish death upon anyone but the death gods had long since said it This is why the two of us aren’t friends You want to turn against me like I’m the enemy when all I ever did was show you respect and courtesy and then my so-called friend tells me he stood up for me in that petty argument that you created How do I know that it wasn’t him who snitched and tried to use you as decoy to lift the blame from his name? How do I know that he hasn’t been doing that this whole time?