i am trying
Friendship is a two-way thing, y’know.
If I’m the one initiating and continuing [all] conversations we have (and, trust me, I’m a terrible conversationalist as is; a little help would be appreciated), while you sit there like a lump on freakin’ log, I think we have a problem.
So when I’m having a bad day, and you don’t even ask me what’s up or why I’m feeling like shit, I realize who really cares and who’s just hanging around for God-only-knows what reason.
Give and take.
It seems to me that I’m the only one giving to this friendship, while you’re take, take, taking all you can get without a single thought or look back.
Maybe we aren’t as good of friends as we used to be.
What happened?
Because until it changes, I’d rather not hang out. Because, quite frankly, I’m sick and tired of your selfishness.
Ugh.
I’ll wake up tomorrow and feel bad about posting this shit, but whatever. I can’t be friends with someone who doesn’t contribute to the friendship.
