naturallygoldie
Well-Known Member
When you find out your best friend is not really your friend; a ventahem
Dear friend,
You know what, you were right, it is me. Surely we've disagreed before and somehow I always fixed things. Yes MOI.
But things are different now right. And it sucks right? It sucks so much that you couldn't resist bringing a 3rd party into this. Boy bye! She and I probably have nothing in common besides you and food. But it's nice to know she goes hard for you. Telling me what I need to do,..and how I should go over to you blah blah blah, and the astrology bit? Nice touch kiddo. Feels wonderful that I've been the highlight of ya'll convos but I cannot be made to do anything! I do what I want.
I'm not polite out of courtesy or have-to-ness. I'm polite when it's warranted. I've always fixed things and played by your rules. However, your latest shanegans sparked a rather striking ephiphany: I DON'T WANT TO PLAY THIS GAME ANY MORE. YOU SIR, ARE NOT MY FRIEND.
Yea, we both agreed to "work on things" but um, no. No thanks. Our attempt at small talk earlier felt forced; almost as if I was trying to eat something unappetizing on a full stomach. I'm good.
Some things cannot be fixed. So simple of a convo revealed your true colors and none of them make up my rainbow. I know you like a book but I'm done trying to figure out what page you're on.
Yep that felt good.
Dear friend,
You know what, you were right, it is me. Surely we've disagreed before and somehow I always fixed things. Yes MOI.
But things are different now right. And it sucks right? It sucks so much that you couldn't resist bringing a 3rd party into this. Boy bye! She and I probably have nothing in common besides you and food. But it's nice to know she goes hard for you. Telling me what I need to do,..and how I should go over to you blah blah blah, and the astrology bit? Nice touch kiddo. Feels wonderful that I've been the highlight of ya'll convos but I cannot be made to do anything! I do what I want.
I'm not polite out of courtesy or have-to-ness. I'm polite when it's warranted. I've always fixed things and played by your rules. However, your latest shanegans sparked a rather striking ephiphany: I DON'T WANT TO PLAY THIS GAME ANY MORE. YOU SIR, ARE NOT MY FRIEND.
Yea, we both agreed to "work on things" but um, no. No thanks. Our attempt at small talk earlier felt forced; almost as if I was trying to eat something unappetizing on a full stomach. I'm good.
Some things cannot be fixed. So simple of a convo revealed your true colors and none of them make up my rainbow. I know you like a book but I'm done trying to figure out what page you're on.
Yep that felt good.