Excuse the last post... Here is a real one.

[floating_alone]

Over the past few weeks I've been doing a lot of thinking about who my friends really are and what impact they have on my life. I've been able to deduce that... Most of my friends don't even know who I am and/or don't really care.

It is strange, however, that I'm not more broken up about the whole deal. I've spent most of my life trying to help

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[watchxyouxburn]

i understand exactly how you feel in this situation. i'm there for everyone that i care about whenever they need me, well ... for the most part anyway, shit happens, right? i try to support the people i call friends and care about in any and every way i can when they need me, yet 90% of them don't ever do the same for me. i get so tired of it, many times i've just wanted to say "fuck off" too, but somehow i'm always the nice guy. thae part that sucks about that is that old nice guy finishing ast thing. my life has had a lot of ups and downs, unfirtunately, more of them tend to be downs, not to mention slaps in the face when i think i'm on the way up

[floating_alone]

I wonder if there is some kind of formula to figure out how bad they will fuck you over before you start being friends with them... that'd be really really handy wouldn't.

thanks for the 'be my friend' comment... that means more then you think. for as fake as the internet can be... there are still some of us out there that are real. we gotta stick together and fend off those who will just never understand.