Blog Post 449

How Does it Feel to Be a Bad Friend?

I thought I'd stay clear from talking about you and the things you did, but recently you've been doing some shady shit, and I've been hearing all about it, and honestly, I'm no longer a fan of yours, so here's the deal. You can pack your shit and forget about ever reaching out to me. You lied about this and that, only to smile through it all, thinking what you did was fine. You had it all, only to lose it all in one night. I thought I could trust you, but turns out you were just like the others, and it's whatever at this point. I knew sooner or later you'd fuck up somewhere down the line, and it looks like that line was crossed not too long ago. So go ahead and pack your shit and go find someone else to take you in. I defended you and had your back, only to find out you never did the same for me. I guess you can say we really did have different things on our minds, and it came out to be true, which kind of sucks, honestly. I opened up to you only to find out you'd go behind my back and go talk to them about the things that were meant to be kept private. But I guess you lost sight of that once you found out I was doing better off without you. I thought you could have been different, but I guess I was wrong.

I hope you know everything we once knew about each other no longer matters, and the trust I had in you no longer exist so don't bother coming to me as if everything is cool between us two. I tried so hard to find it in me to forgive you, but it just seems so pointless at this point, knowing that if it happened once, then it's surely going to happen again and agian and I just can't live a life knowing all my secrets will soon be out in the open for others to seek out and destroy. I thought we had a mutual understanding about one another, but I guess you had other motives and only truly saw me as a competition somewhere down the line, and I wish it never come to that. I'm sorry for not reaching out sooner to you, but the thought of you going around town spreading that lie made me see you in a different light, and honestly, the only thing I could do was to stay quiet and watch it all come crashing down right before my very eyes. I wanted to forget about ever knowing you, but at the same time, my heart and mind wanted to know the reason behind your actions, only to understand that it won't change the way I feel about you due to the damage already being done.

You can keep the wasted time you used to go out and spread the lies about me because I'm no longer in a position to give you the time or place to hear your side of the story. Everybody around me hates the thought of you and the shit you spread about me, and to think it would have given you some sort of clout over it is insane. I keep getting calls about how shitty of a friend you are and what made you go out of your way and spread that shit about me. I never have a good reply or answer to the shit you did. I just shrug my shoulders and hope that one day karma takes you to hell for the shit you did and said just for the little bit of fame that you got. It makes no sense to go out of your way to ruin a 5-year friendship over some stupid lie. But maybe I'm wrong, I don't really care to go into finding out who's right or wrong, I just know I would never go out of my way and spread a rumour such as that one on anyone. But I guess some people are just born heartless, and you've clearly proven that. So by all means, please don't ever find your way back to me. Just keep it pushing and don't return.