what is the true meaning of friends? because i would really like to know.
i thought i have surpassed this kind of question, just like i thought i found true real friends. but the moment their life kicks in, they forget about everyone else. its like i'm the last resort to a good time, or i'm the last person that you call, AFTER when everyone else cancels. and i am throughly sick of it. you have always been first in my books, i have always been there for you first, and been there till the end, and i get treated like this? not even a single "hello how's your day?" or "how was your trip?" no its always ME having to initiate the conversation with YOU. and everytime i do its always like "hey how are you?" "good" or "hey i miss you how's your summer?" "it's fun" okay fine, if you don't want to be my friend then just tell me, because i'm sick of sitting here waiting around for you. first you expect something for my birthday, then you totally forget about mine. then you are all nice to me so i will do something for you and when i don't you totally turn into a (mind my lanuage) bitch! you talk behind my back, and keep things from me but expect me to tell you everything. what kind of friend are you? where is my best friend? remember how close we were, what happened? i know, your head inflated, and you just think you are SO good all the time. you are never supporting me, or helping me, or listening to you unless you have something to make fun of me with. you prance around the room like your all that, and frankly i am the only one who can stand you. i can't believe you actually got MAD at me because i couldn't go to hang out with you because i was in the middle of my studies. and had the guts to say "it's not all about school, you have to live" well miss "it's-all-about-me" in order to life, i have to have an education. have you ever heard of the saying work now play later. well i'll do that and you play now and work later and see who gets farther. you are never happy for me. like honestly NEVER. i tell you that i'm going on a huge trip and your comment is "oh, that's cool, it's about time" EXCUSE me if i am not a spoiled brat like you are! i'm sorry i have to work for what i deserve, not get everything handed to me on a solid gold platter encrusted with diamonds. well it was big to me, and you have to go and ruin my bubble. so "best" friend if your done being like this call me up because i'm sick and tired of hanging around. i'm done.
