we have a reputation
i think i'm troubled.
my best friend thinks he has a reputation to uphold. and i'm fine with that as long as it's something along the lines of high standards and shit like that. but it's not. it's frat-status. you know, the norm for them. the drinking and partying and smoking. i was okay with it at first cause, hell, i do that too. it's college. things happen and you change.
but there's a limit. and for my best friend--there is no limit.
he's fucking insane. but i love him. but i don't want him to lose himself. this reputation thing? it's shit. he doesn't need it. but he does, he says. I'M his best friend. I'M the one who knows him not those frat people. but he's definitely changing himself for them. "to fit in" i guess you can say. since when did he ever need to fit in? he was perfectly fine the way he was cause he fit in with me and marie. that was fine.
that was our world.
he's breaking out of it. and i realized that me and marie broke out of it first. so maybe it's my fault. but still, even when there was that change it was always vivian, marie and kevin. us three. doing this, doing that.
we didn't need to fit in anywhere as long as we fit in with each other. so now that's drinking about 5x times more and killing his liver and smoking and killing his lungs what can i do? i'm his best friend. that's all i can do. i guess, he will learn himself. he'll get bored of it. because i know i did.
me and marie? been there, done that. and we're over it. i guess that was when we broke out of the world. it's his time now so all i can do is be his best friend and watch over him.
we had a reputation to uphold too. and i think i'm in trouble with that.
my best friend thinks he has a reputation to uphold. and i'm fine with that as long as it's something along the lines of high standards and shit like that. but it's not. it's frat-status. you know, the norm for them. the drinking and partying and smoking. i was okay with it at first cause, hell, i do that too. it's college. things happen and you change.
but there's a limit. and for my best friend--there is no limit.
he's fucking insane. but i love him. but i don't want him to lose himself. this reputation thing? it's shit. he doesn't need it. but he does, he says. I'M his best friend. I'M the one who knows him not those frat people. but he's definitely changing himself for them. "to fit in" i guess you can say. since when did he ever need to fit in? he was perfectly fine the way he was cause he fit in with me and marie. that was fine.
that was our world.
he's breaking out of it. and i realized that me and marie broke out of it first. so maybe it's my fault. but still, even when there was that change it was always vivian, marie and kevin. us three. doing this, doing that.
we didn't need to fit in anywhere as long as we fit in with each other. so now that's drinking about 5x times more and killing his liver and smoking and killing his lungs what can i do? i'm his best friend. that's all i can do. i guess, he will learn himself. he'll get bored of it. because i know i did.
me and marie? been there, done that. and we're over it. i guess that was when we broke out of the world. it's his time now so all i can do is be his best friend and watch over him.
we had a reputation to uphold too. and i think i'm in trouble with that.