I'm expecting too much out of my friends... No. No. It isn't their fault. It's mine. I'm the nincompoop. (Just felt like using that word, it sounds cool and then it's really long and then I've a thing for long words and.... Oh God! When? When will I ever stop diverging... Ugh.)
So yes, I'm the fool. What if I was there for her (always) when she needed a trash can to dump her anguish into, but she isn't? What then? Does it matter? Heck, no! It doesn't matter. It bloody does not!
I'm angry.
And I'm superfluous! (Don't stare. I just wanted to use that word.) But then well, on a second thought... May be, I am.
Newsflash: I don't even have real friends. The kind of friends that the poets and other idealogues babble about. I don't have any.
2 comments:
Are you my lost identical twin sister? lol I have the same feeling about friends. Wish we could see each other someday :)
You know what Ally.. I wish so too!!! *hugs*
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