Occasionally I will get sick of being so lonely all the time, of having nobody to talk to, nobody that cares about me or that I can care about. This is when I'll try to make friends with somebody, to limited success each time. Well, most recently a friend of a friend came up to ME to talk during one of these episodes. We really hit it off, we had much in common, and surprisingly a similar outlook on life, though he never cared to talk about himself much.
To make a long story short, the guy started stringing me along, he'd purposefully ignore me, he'd make fun of me when I'd speak or vent about things which he had previously sympathized with, he stopped taking me seriously and it got to the point where we weren't even talking at all and he'd just dm me about how busy he's been but, oh, he's still trying to make time to hang out with me. Manipulative piece of shit just wanted to see if he still held some form of power over me, because I knew he was constantly hanging with other people and that he had been fucking lying to my face. All this time I had some hope that he still considered me a friend, that I made him good company like he did when we first met, but I had realized he's just pushing me around, so when I met him again most recently, and he begun to tell me the same shit he always does, I told him to never speak to me again. Fucker says, "Ok!" and walks off.
I'm fucking tired of it, I'm fucking sick and tired of being cast aside and abandoned like a dog, to rot in the gutters, to be eaten by the worms, the filth, the maggots; it sickens me that even those that you grow to trust most will so quickly turn on you, and for what? Every time I make a friend it ends like this, everybody will abandon you and spit in your face while they're at it, they'll kick you when you fall down, and they will turn on you as quickly as they will forget about you. I have learned my lesson. One should not give such power to another person. One must become cold-hearted.
I should've exploded at him like I wanted to. I should have told him that he's a pathetic dead-end, that he is digging himself deeper into debt for a worthless degree and that he'll be working a job he hates, just like he is now, for his entire life; that he is dull, shockingly retarded, incapable of expressing himself, and a piece of shit that lies and manipulates others. I seriously cannot understand why he does the things he does.
Well, alone again. It's all so tiresome.
To make a long story short, the guy started stringing me along, he'd purposefully ignore me, he'd make fun of me when I'd speak or vent about things which he had previously sympathized with, he stopped taking me seriously and it got to the point where we weren't even talking at all and he'd just dm me about how busy he's been but, oh, he's still trying to make time to hang out with me. Manipulative piece of shit just wanted to see if he still held some form of power over me, because I knew he was constantly hanging with other people and that he had been fucking lying to my face. All this time I had some hope that he still considered me a friend, that I made him good company like he did when we first met, but I had realized he's just pushing me around, so when I met him again most recently, and he begun to tell me the same shit he always does, I told him to never speak to me again. Fucker says, "Ok!" and walks off.
I'm fucking tired of it, I'm fucking sick and tired of being cast aside and abandoned like a dog, to rot in the gutters, to be eaten by the worms, the filth, the maggots; it sickens me that even those that you grow to trust most will so quickly turn on you, and for what? Every time I make a friend it ends like this, everybody will abandon you and spit in your face while they're at it, they'll kick you when you fall down, and they will turn on you as quickly as they will forget about you. I have learned my lesson. One should not give such power to another person. One must become cold-hearted.
I should've exploded at him like I wanted to. I should have told him that he's a pathetic dead-end, that he is digging himself deeper into debt for a worthless degree and that he'll be working a job he hates, just like he is now, for his entire life; that he is dull, shockingly retarded, incapable of expressing himself, and a piece of shit that lies and manipulates others. I seriously cannot understand why he does the things he does.
Well, alone again. It's all so tiresome.
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