Stupid Phresh

I’ve always seen myself as the mediator amongst my friends. The one who always seems to stop petty feuds, being the laid back one I never really found myself in  situations in which I would stop talking to a friend for no apparent reason.

As contradictory as this may sound, I have grown to almost COMPLETELY RESENT a friend of 7 years(we will call him Joe). This deep seeded resentment began the summer after senior year when Joe decided he no longer needed friends and if he couldn’t be happy no one could.
(in a nutshell) Joe fucked with people but eventually we re-welcomed him with open arms (some less than others). Me being the open minded individual I am was one of the first, though I knew somewhere deep inside my heart the thought of hearing his name made me SICK.

This deep seeded resentment came to full bloom when (yes i know its pretty immature) the guy didn’t say happy birthday to me on FB. Before you jump to conclusions know that 100 other people (half of them i rarely even talk to) wished me a happy bday, yet a friend of seven years couldn’t say a word.
That incident was but a catalyst, moving him from brotherhood zone, to a WOULDN’T SLOW DOWN IF I SAW HIM IN THE STREET ZONE

Now just the simple action of seeing him on campus with me makes me want to PUNCH HIM IN THE FUKIN FACE….
it’s amazing what ranting on ones blog can do for your health…
it’s also amazing what a few months [in college] can do for someone

thanks for listening tumblr peeps