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mandag den 24. oktober 2011

To you.

We have been friends for over ten years. And that's kind of weird, when you think about how different we are.

You are confident, athletic, good looking, popular, charming, always know what to do or say, have most of your life figured out, are the top of your class, are constantly in contact with five (or more) girls that want to fuck you. You are anoyingly good at everything you do. You can be an asshole to everyone around you (including me), and get away with it. For me it seems like everything comes easy to you.
And that makes me hate you so much sometimes.

I am the guy, you call "your best friend". But for the pas three years I have been living in your shadow. Following you around like a fucking dog. When we go around in the city, people see you, but not me.
And why? I have no fucking idea!
The only thing we have in common is Football.. And we don't even like the same team!
I can't think of any reason why we should remain friends. Sometimes I think we only hang out so much, because we have nothing else to do. And I am pretty sure you feel the same way too.

my life sucks.

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