The list of people who I don't share such close relationships with as before is growing pretty long now. What begins on shaky grounds and then continues to get even shadier as time progresses (I wonder if that was a word back there...) usually falls apart relatively fast, but when it drags on and on with mistreatment, eventually I have to turn my back. "Do you know you're fake?"
And that's not to say that I would threaten my friends not to
treat me horribly or I'll just walk away, because that's not the
case. I hold my friends as the biggest blessing from God. But I
think that someone putting me through hell, despite my constant
attempts to show them how they're being selfish and taking me for
granted, should be taken into consideration. ( And yes I know my
subjects don't match, it should let the three girls this pertains
to pick up on when I'm talking to them). That's not me being a
dick, that's called being ascertive of how I'm being treated.....
frankly, like shit. I don't need that and will not put up with
it, so when you ask to talk, and I refuse...it's only because
I've tried with you time and again, and it wasn't convenient
enough for you. So my walking away from you just leaves you with
these balls that you think you've grown, but now you're
without my friendship. I wish things were different, but I'll
move on with a little help from my best friend with the beard,
robe, and wings.
He's already brought me so far.
I'll tell you what though, I love James Madison University.
I'll learn to love not drinking.
I miss my boys, and I miss my girls
Come stay with me, I live alone in a nice appartment next to a creek.
p.s. here!