which bad friend are you?

fake friends all around me. when i need you, you ain't no where to be found. i never asked for you fucken advice i just want you to just shut the fuck up and just listen. stop trying to act like you know what the fuck i'm going through, because last i checked, you didn't know me when it happened. nor do you know what it is because you ain't never been in a relationship or never really had any real friends.

i'm also getting very fucken tired of listening to your repeat of a fucken problem. talking about the same issue you've have for years. bitch, if you don't like the situation, change it. this shit ain't no phase. if it was a phase, you'd be so over it already. quit lying to yourself.

a good friend is hard to find, unfortunately, in our friendship, it seems to only be one way. i was the good friend. i was the one you could trust. i can't trust you. because i can't even count on you for simple things. yes we get together and nothing has changed, but i can't deal with people who claim to be my good friend with tons of baggages.

letting a man change who you are, what you do, who you hang out with and everything else is just fucken wrong. i can't be that friend who waits on your hand and feet when you do that to your fucken man. sorry, i have a life and though it may not be the greateset, i love it. do you love your pathetic life?

nothing changes a friendship more than mixed and confused feelings. just let it be. ride it out like how a woman rides a dick. for goodness sake!!! you want this, then you want that! i give and i give to you what you ask for, but everytime i do as you say, you want something else. well, in that case fuck it. i ain't got the time. when i let you go, you will be sorry as fuck and lonely like where you were for the past five years.

the only thing that i realized in this short life of mine, is that i can only count on myself. friends comes and go, when i went through my absolute low, my rock bottom, none of you bitches were there. the only one person who was there to pick up my broken body, my shattered heart and my dashed hopes was the man i thought i was going to use. sad where i'm at, which is great, and where you are. no one will ever comprend me and i prefer it like that.

my life is mine. your life is your's. stop trying to fuck with mine.