I'm certain that nobody reads this, and that's great for me, just more room to rant.
Friendship is an odd thing, and it's hard to make it like a 50/50 ordeal.
Sometimes, I feel like I'm contributing more into it, willing to take the blame. I remember when I was younger and I would always try to stay out later to be with my friends until they had to go, never wanting to leave first.
And as I grew older, I always got sick of being left behind, feeling kinda lame because it was almost like I was clinging to their very presence.
I got sick and tired of it, and with other events, built a wall. I'm now capable of dropping people at a whim, and even though one moment you may be my best friend, the other, you mean nothing. And I'm bitched at about it. Now I've become the one that contributes nothing, having others cling to me. And when I shake those friends of mines loose, I'm considered heartless.
I have to choose between myself and them. I've spent my whole life choosing them, and now when I choose myself, I become the most hated person in the world...