My Friends

I can tell you a lot about friends,especially the ones that used to be mine....i say this because i came to realise that,while i see them as friends they really dnt see me as one....and what's the point in making someone a priority when they see you as an option?

I really don't know and maybe will never know why they do the things they do,but i still think if we were really friends,they shld be able to talk to me about anything,bt like i said that's all just in my head....what they don't really know is that they've all got their own flaws too,and just cos i don't judge them don't mean they ain't there

1.There is one who think life is all about money,i know he may not even know himself that he does this bt it's there...that tot is always there,everytime u try to talk to him possibly on something serious,he shrugs and act like since u ain't got as mch money as his parent,u def dnt av d ryt to talk to him......
2.There is also the fine one,he's so stoic at taking care of everyone except himself,i know this shldnt be a problem,but he does it to a fault,dt at the end of the day he gets all cranky and starts pissing off the wrong people.
3.There's the one who thinks he's right all the time when truthfully,half the time he has no clue of whatever the hell he's going on and on about
4.There is also the brother,who no matter how much he claims to be "doing his own thang"...he really is always following in his brova's footsteps,which trust me isn't a good path....bt then who am i to judge right?
5.There's the cute boi,who thinks the whole world revolve around him jst cos he's fine...news flash it doesn't, and pls learn to apologise every now and then,bliv me it won't reduce ur cuteness....To be contd