Jul 23, 2014
To the people who call themselves my "friends":
I’ve noticed I’m surrounded by selfish people.
People who only talk to me when they need me.
When they need things from me.
But when I can’t give them that said thing, it’s like I don’t exist anymore. Again.
No one cares to know how my life is, what’s going on in it.
It’s all about personal wants and needs.
Trust me, if you can’t fulfill that need for someone they’ll soon replace you with someone who can.
Its fucked up.
And it’s mostly females.
I hate my gender. We are a disgrace.
I’m lucky I have my boyfriend. Because I’d be alone if I didn’t.
Friends are fake.
Best friends are even more fake.
