Tonight, like many previous nights, I hung out with Daniel, David, Ernie, Marika, and some girl named Katie..? Anyway, I think I've realized that hanging out with them means at some point during the night, someone will cry, get mad, get beaten up, someone catches fire, the cops will come, or something bad will happen. I don't think there could ever be a time when we just sit around and have fun and everyone gets along and is happy. Why is that? Someone always has to say something rude to someone else, or spontaneously ditch someone in the group- then emotions skyrocket to the all time high- and all hell breaks loose. People never really get along, and someone always goes home feeling like shit. Tonight, it wasn't me going home feeling like that, it was Marika, however I notice that someone always does feel like that. And the others never make a huge attempt- if any- to console that person. It's slightly fucked up and I sometimes question what they consider a true friend to be. It's not someone to hurt your feelings, make you feel unwanted, make you feel guilty. It's not someone who you constantly run away from, or talk shit about, or send mixed messages. A true friend is someone to hang out with, someone to lean on, someone to listen to and talk to. A true friend is someone who cares unconditionally, you're not their rebound and you're not belittled by them. You're their equal and you're genuinly appricated by them. So why don't some people understand that? If you're going to commit to a friendship; don't do it half assed. Do it whole heartedly, and be someone who is loved and who is fun to be around. Be someone who people trust and respect, it's not hard. Don't be an asshole, especially when you don't even have a reason, or motive whatsoever. This was indeed venting. And this can't be argued, because it's all the fucking truth. If you've even read this whole thing, I'm impressed. Now go be a fucking good friend, bitch.