I wonder how many posts I’ve had with this title. There’s not much I can think of about for the subject; it sums it all. So call me naive and too worrisome and young about this subject but keeping friends is a hard thing to do. I’m not dramatic at all. I don’t really ask for much. I want to be treated equally; care for equally. As I continue to go onto this wonderful journey of life, I’m losing a lot of my ‘good’ friends and keeping some. As years go on, incidents occur and you realize who are good friends and sometimes you just just don’t want to come to the horrible conclusion.

I think I lost a friend. A friend that I once thought was one of my best friends. Shit happens and I got shit-ed on. It sucks, it hurts but it happens. It’s funny because, I was never put into this situation; I was usually the one that kinda ended things so I suppose this should be karma.

But in this case, I don’t deserve it at all. I was here for her whenever she needed me, when she called to hang out or talk, I wouldn’t hesitate. My priorities are straight and I don’t believe that my boyfriend is the most important person and the only person in the world. I don’t hang out with my friends whenever he’s not around and I’m not around him 24/7.

I don’t take advantage of my friends. I’m not her. I guess this is enough for this post.

PS. I can’ wait to own my first house and shop for things like patio sets. I’m in love with HGTV and I can’t keep watching the house hunting shows. I’m waiting impatiently and saving my coins carefully..heh.