I'm realizing I'm sick of trying to water & fertilize plants that died a long time ago.
No, not real plants. It's my analogy on friendships. I feel like I give a lot of effort into trying to be someone's true friend, their confidante and supporter. Unfortunately, people only see me for what they want to see and I've realized that is their own damn problem. I've heard things about these people through my other, real friends and have decided I don't need these cement blocks (or dead plants) weighing me down in life. So to my dead plants... err friendships, I have only this to say:
- Get over your ex, he has moved on & so should you.
- You're in school, still, at 25... get a damn career already!
- It took you 24 years to find a guy who likes you back & then you smother him... pushing him away. You're surprised by this?
- Nobody cares if you are spoiled by daddy and get whatever you want. I feel sorry for the guy who now has to try and one-up your father.
- It's your fault for ignoring me all these years. You really think I want to be friends with someone as ignorant as you? Get over yourself.
- Wow, sleeping with three different guys in a week, in the presence of your two children? That's not called horny, that's called a ho.
- No, I don't believe what everyone else says about you. It's the fact that you bash everyone else for talking trash about you that makes me not want to be your friend.
- Yes, I think it is pretty pathetic that you always bring a girl along to events I invite you too. It's awkward for my husband to have dinner with three women.
- You really think my life is easy? You wouldn't last one day in it. You'd chicken out and run home to mommy & daddy, your security blanket.
- Wow, that's incredible you got to travel to all those places... but, you're still single. And in your mid-20's. With no career. And live with your parents. Again, in your mid-20's.
Never let someone bring you lower than your standards. Besides, it's more fun to look down at them in the grave they dug themselves, waving at them and helping bury their lies. For good.
Friday, June 5, 2009
An Analogy
Posted by Stephenie at 9:24 AM
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