Caught up in all the whoha and riff raff of this weekend(summer jam, my
boyfriends birthday weekend amongst others) caused me to do a little
reflecting about my life. I've come to the conclusion I am dissatisfied
with the friends in my life.

I have friends who adamantly complain about how I don't answer their
phone calls. These are the same friends who call me so much to make
plans with me to turn around and flop on plans with me not once but
twice in one weekend.

I have friends that think it's okay not to respond to text messages
because they feel they are not obligated to. They see nothing wrong with
blatantly not answering texts. To me texts messages are personal, I took
time out of my day to write your bitch ass a text the least your punk
ass could do is subtly or openly concede you've received it.

I have friends who feel like I'm spending too much time with my
boyfriend.. He's probably the most dependable person in my life besides
God. but on some hating type shit because if you as a friend was doing
your job maybe I might want to hang out with you every now and then.

Or friends who are too much of a punk ass to tell you what they really
think.. Don't be a bitch ass be a man.

I also possess friends who get upset about me taking pictures with other
friends but when they go out, I don't even get an invite.

I am truly tired of people trying to make ME feel bad because THEY have
a problem with THEMSELVES. Don't think because I don't bitch, moan, cry,
and throw hissy fits like I'm in elementary school that I'm not duly
noting the situation. Oh, I'm noting it.

So the next time I get a text message,
I was obligated not to answer it.
The next time I make plans with someone,
I'll make it my duty to conveniently flop.
The next time I'm overlooked for an invite,
show you a finger and kindly tell you where to shove it.
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XoXo,
b.barbie