Today, I finally found myself fed up with you all.  I am not saying I am going to give up on you guys, I just won't try as hard.  What I hate is being taken for granted and advantage of. You basically did that. You're taking my devoted friendship to you guys for granted. I cannot believe this shit.

I thought you better than that, and that I knew your intentions. it's obvious that I don't, right? I understand we all have our own agendas, but I cannot believe you don't think about me. Good luck, that's all I really have left to say.

We'll still be friends, and we'll still hang out, maybe. However, I won't put much effort into make that happen anymore. Every time I call, you guys are just too fucking busy, too fucking busy working and making bank. You get hand outs like it's nothing. Well, what can I say, I am just jealous.

When I got home, I decided to read all the 150+ blogs I written since the 7th grade. I basically have the majority of the same friends since then, you know? I've come to realize that I was the only one who really changed. Yeah, sure I still have my emotions change in an instant, and complain how fat and ugly I am, but at least I realize things and admit things. You guys will never admit that you are inglorious selfish bastards that are fucking children. Yeah, I cry a lot more than you guys, but at least I don't take people for fucking granted. Go, just worry about yourselves. . . Like you were doing. I am tired of playing Momma Bear and giving a second shit about people who don't know what's up with me unless I make the complete effort and tell them.

Don't insinuate that I am over-reacting about this at all, I am not. If I was, I'd be crying and bawling all over the house. I am not. It was always in your guys nature to only care about yourselves. Sure, I don't have any money compared to you three, but at least I am more creative, SO MUCH MORE fashionable, smart, analytical, and over-all more reliable.

Douche bags.

x-posted @ girlrudie.livejournal.com