I've come to the conclusion that I don't want friends. Don't get me wrong, acquaintances are fine, but I find it hard to call people "friends" just for the sheer fact that I don't trust people. I've had "friends" stab me in the back too many times to count. It's like some people just want to befriend you long enough to sap your strength and get what they want out of you and then they disappear. Now I'm just scared to get that close to people, for fear of repeating the cycle. When they need you, they expect you to be there. When you need them, their too busy. That's life, I suppose.
Anyway, friends, thanks for taking the time to read my rants.......
Anyway, friends, thanks for taking the time to read my rants.......
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relax. breathe. and just keep this one little word in mind:
karma.
it'll all come back around to eventually bite them in the ass, i promise.
for now, spite them by enjoying life, because you know they don't want you to.
XoXoX, LiLA.
Ah, second homes are the best (hehe, minus the drug paraphenalia)
not to sound like a therapist, but maybe you've just chosen the wrong friends. I used to do that all the time, took me years of abuse to wise up.