(no subject)
There are a lot of you out there reading this who are making me lose faith in the word "friendship."
All that most of you could do when I was down and out was shove your opinions in my face, forcefully suggest what I should do, or tell me I should fucking liven up and stop being such a sad sap.
And now that I'm happy again, where is everyone? You've all scattered away for some fucking reason or another. Just because I'm smiling again doesn't mean I've forgotten about people. Why does everyone always do this shit to me?
I want nothing more than to be friends with my friends again. But when I see people moving on without me, or doing stuff that we used to do together but with other people, or realizing that right now I should be at someone's house, too lazy to get up but too ancy to sit down...that makes me sad. One friend in particular, I swear...my fists clench every time I think about how I guess it's funner to hang out with someone who, as we all have found out one way or another, is not too good of a friend at all. That used to be ME at your house every fucking weekend, you know...it was ME. Then again, I'm not cool enough for that scene, and apparantly I never was.
Why me?
All that most of you could do when I was down and out was shove your opinions in my face, forcefully suggest what I should do, or tell me I should fucking liven up and stop being such a sad sap.
And now that I'm happy again, where is everyone? You've all scattered away for some fucking reason or another. Just because I'm smiling again doesn't mean I've forgotten about people. Why does everyone always do this shit to me?
I want nothing more than to be friends with my friends again. But when I see people moving on without me, or doing stuff that we used to do together but with other people, or realizing that right now I should be at someone's house, too lazy to get up but too ancy to sit down...that makes me sad. One friend in particular, I swear...my fists clench every time I think about how I guess it's funner to hang out with someone who, as we all have found out one way or another, is not too good of a friend at all. That used to be ME at your house every fucking weekend, you know...it was ME. Then again, I'm not cool enough for that scene, and apparantly I never was.
Why me?