what is a friend anyways?
actually, let me rephrase....
i love, adore, lurrrrve all of my friends. i don't like all of my acquaintances.
the term "friend" has gotten to be too inviting, all emcompassing. i blame the facebook generation. my XYX number of friends on facebook is a lie. if my friend list were to be an accurate representation of my life, i'm going to have say that my number would be in the double digits, for sure, and not even that high on the double digits scale.
i hate when, lets say, an incident occurs and you realize, "fuck, why are we even friends?"
hate it because sometimes reality bites and like it because i don't like to waste my energy on people when i could be wasting it doing other unproductive things.
be it a moment of clarity, a second of honesty, a f lash of confusion. i don't want to waste time on you anymore and i'm glad you are gone and out of my life...well for the time being.
FUCK, people are disappointing sometimes.
1 comment:
are you speaking about the jackhole?
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