The Truth
You walk in confidently and party for what seems like five minutes when it's actually been an hour, and your friend approaches you.
"What are you doing here? I didn't invite you."
"I wanted to come to have a god time, not be bossed around by you."
" 'Bossed'? I am not bossy! Look, I know you have no other friends, but you following me around like a lost puppy is getting kind of annoying."
'You wan tot know what's really annoying?"
"What?"
"The fact that you think you're a good person. You treat people like they're nothing, and you're extremely selfish. Like, I can't remember the last time you asked me how I was. So, I'm gonna leave now, and you can stay here and get stoned, but don't call me when you need someone to take you home. I'm done with you."
You walk out just as confident as you walked in and the weight of five years of a fake friendship falls off your chest.
"What are you doing here? I didn't invite you."
"I wanted to come to have a god time, not be bossed around by you."
" 'Bossed'? I am not bossy! Look, I know you have no other friends, but you following me around like a lost puppy is getting kind of annoying."
'You wan tot know what's really annoying?"
"What?"
"The fact that you think you're a good person. You treat people like they're nothing, and you're extremely selfish. Like, I can't remember the last time you asked me how I was. So, I'm gonna leave now, and you can stay here and get stoned, but don't call me when you need someone to take you home. I'm done with you."
You walk out just as confident as you walked in and the weight of five years of a fake friendship falls off your chest.
