I’m selfish. I’m really stubborn when you’re name is brought up because I always have to explain it from my perspective. I only vent about you because you think I’m always talking about liking you. Instead, I’m talking about OUR friendship. Surprised? Hope you are. I’m so far from that now. You see, I’ve been trying to just save what is so valuable to me, but then you seem to just not care. I get it though. You’re probably just going to assume it’s another trick where we become friends and then I like you. What happened to being there no matter what? I get it, you want to stop that redundant cycle I always do. I can’t help but remember that last text you sent me. You know what, I fucked up for saying that. I don’t think I can ever take it back, and I won’t. In order to survive life, I have to live with some regrets. This regret is not in the back of my mind, but when it just comes up out of nowhere, I always feel so stupid for saying that.
A wise man once said, “to be great is to be misunderstood.” To be honest, I am still misunderstood about many things. Life, relationships, and friendships. I can care less of what people say about you or me. I’ll agree, but I won’t agree completely. You’re not stupid, selfish, or blind of anything. Yes, I’m defending you. You think I hate you? Of course not. I’m just bummed by the fact you weren’t there when I needed you. As a friend, and as someone who knows what it’s like to be in those situations. We’re both misunderstood about shit that always makes us think or gets us mad. If we were still friends, I would tell you I wrote about you in my research essay. Haha, long story short: I had my student conference with my professor and he said that I needed an example that would make the reader be amazed. He said it could be any thing. I thought so hard about it, and guess what, I found what I wanted to write about. You. All the talks we had really made a difference when it came to writing my essay. That one special paragraph gave my essay it’s true meaning of how to become an individual. Just be happy for that. Lol
All in all, you and me should not give a fuck about what people say. They don’t know us like we know them. I don’t care if people think I’m the biggest pussy for saying some feelings or being weak. It’s my life and I did whatever it took to make my best fucking friend happy. Whether it’s by my stupid feelings or by being there when she needed it. Talk all the shit you want, but I’m still here. As for you, I hope you’re doing well in school and in life. You’re success will only take you further.
As for me, my success is only becoming greater. I may have lost a good friend, but you are my motivation to achieve better things in life. Oh, and the people who talk that mess about me. You don’t even know me, so live your life and be happy. I know people will say shit about you, but I didn’t make them say it. It was out of their own reasoning. I just want my best friend back. That’s all I said. That one person who I joke around with, have serious talks, and just act myself when we’re around each other. Take care. Just know I’ll be there when you need someone. Later.
(Source: int3rlude)
