life is not good,
i think ive lost one of my best friends.
last year we were really close- then she transfered to a new school.
i fought with her alot over the summer- i think i finally realized that her immaturity was a bit to much for me.
back in the days of xanga, she had one because everyone had one. she never wrote in it.
now, she writes in it almost everyday because all of her kearney friends have them too. well, what about all of your midwood friends that had them when you were still friends with us?
she goes from one L in her name to 2 L's...i asked her why, just curious, and she goes well the girls at kearney thought one L was too babyish. it wasnt too babyish when u were friends with me.
you never call to hang out, or to talk like we used to. you go to parties with all your new "friends", which is ok, i dont care. just dont ask me and your other best friend what are you doing for new years then go sneak off to a party with people im friends with. it hurts even more that you go...it hurts to begin with, that im not invited to my friends parties...
you hang out with my cousin and a girl youve known for a few years more than me and your other best friend. why dont u call me and ask me if i want to go to battle of the bands with you? why dont u call me and ask me if i want to hang out?
and im glad ur happy in your new school. but dont brag and say your school is so much better than mine, because although i hate to say this because i sound like a hypocrit, my school is better, and you know why? because the people im friends with there are real friends. they arent stuck up little kearney bitches who will drop you the second they decide that you are of no benefit to you. and when that happens, maybe you should rethink a couple things--
1. dont introduce me to people saying "this is my friend katie, katie, this is my best friend lauren." it fucking hurts. alot.
2. when those girls drop you from their little circles, dont come crawling back to me saying oh lets hang out every weekend like we used to, because then i'll have to say to you, sorry, im hanging out with my new best friends, even though i have none.
you always get pissed when i cant do expensive things with you. see, unlike your family, which has two extremly steady salaries coming in, mine is alot different, dont try and be empathetic about it- dont say this stuff to other people "oh it cant be her dad...(i do have news for you- u dont know whats been going on, it is him)- you want to know how bad my life is? dont ask other people. ask me. oops, my mistake, you wouldnt care anyway.
maybe you dont realize what your doing. but put yourself in my shoes. imagine what it would be like if your best friend transfered schools and then acted like you were basically nothing, because you were still at the school that wasnt as good as her new one. and what if your best friend moved three states away? then what would you do? do what youve already done saying oh its not that bad. do you want me to move? do you want me to leave, so you can hang out with your new "best friends" and never talk to me?
do you realize that it hurts to be left behind?
no. you dont. and you never will.
last year we were really close- then she transfered to a new school.
i fought with her alot over the summer- i think i finally realized that her immaturity was a bit to much for me.
back in the days of xanga, she had one because everyone had one. she never wrote in it.
now, she writes in it almost everyday because all of her kearney friends have them too. well, what about all of your midwood friends that had them when you were still friends with us?
she goes from one L in her name to 2 L's...i asked her why, just curious, and she goes well the girls at kearney thought one L was too babyish. it wasnt too babyish when u were friends with me.
you never call to hang out, or to talk like we used to. you go to parties with all your new "friends", which is ok, i dont care. just dont ask me and your other best friend what are you doing for new years then go sneak off to a party with people im friends with. it hurts even more that you go...it hurts to begin with, that im not invited to my friends parties...
you hang out with my cousin and a girl youve known for a few years more than me and your other best friend. why dont u call me and ask me if i want to go to battle of the bands with you? why dont u call me and ask me if i want to hang out?
and im glad ur happy in your new school. but dont brag and say your school is so much better than mine, because although i hate to say this because i sound like a hypocrit, my school is better, and you know why? because the people im friends with there are real friends. they arent stuck up little kearney bitches who will drop you the second they decide that you are of no benefit to you. and when that happens, maybe you should rethink a couple things--
1. dont introduce me to people saying "this is my friend katie, katie, this is my best friend lauren." it fucking hurts. alot.
2. when those girls drop you from their little circles, dont come crawling back to me saying oh lets hang out every weekend like we used to, because then i'll have to say to you, sorry, im hanging out with my new best friends, even though i have none.
you always get pissed when i cant do expensive things with you. see, unlike your family, which has two extremly steady salaries coming in, mine is alot different, dont try and be empathetic about it- dont say this stuff to other people "oh it cant be her dad...(i do have news for you- u dont know whats been going on, it is him)- you want to know how bad my life is? dont ask other people. ask me. oops, my mistake, you wouldnt care anyway.
maybe you dont realize what your doing. but put yourself in my shoes. imagine what it would be like if your best friend transfered schools and then acted like you were basically nothing, because you were still at the school that wasnt as good as her new one. and what if your best friend moved three states away? then what would you do? do what youve already done saying oh its not that bad. do you want me to move? do you want me to leave, so you can hang out with your new "best friends" and never talk to me?
do you realize that it hurts to be left behind?
no. you dont. and you never will.