Ive always been a good friend. I know it. Ive been loyal, supportive, and positive to everyone I called a friend. One friend even told me, youre the nicest person I know. I did it to be friendly and nice. I wasnt looking for a free meal, beer, or anything to gain. I used to give rides, help with jobs, bring people together. That was long ago. None of it was reciprocated. Now im a bruised dick. I mean im still nice and cordial, but ive been hurt, used and let down too many times to ignore it and take it anymore. Friends taking something, expecting something, not supporting my endeavors. The friends I had, looked towards others of more popular social status to be friends with, to respect, and admire, even though these people werent and never will be friends. I was there all along. Now im gone. Now ive grown apart and out grown them all. Not boasting. I miss the times weve had and the haunts we hung out at. There was no greater community than that I realize. Im off in my own independent big world seeing all different types of people ive never known, and would never know sitting in the same circle. Two things ive learned about this. 1. True friends would stick around through the years. 2. its next to impossible to enter the circle of the new people I meet. The friends I had would listen to the same song over and over. That has its place. Theres too much good music out there for me though.

11 replies on “Friendship”

  5. You’ve got to distinguish between friends and drinking buddies. Drinking buddies just want to have a good time. Not that they are necessarily bad people,
    they’ve just got problems of their own that they’re are trying to escape. Consider the circumstances under which you meet people.

  7. I/anonie, I have been used by people my whole life because I am so wonderful. I am just jazzing you. It sounds like you want to rant about how you feel about users, and you have moved on. I like your rant, we all get used, and it is good you learned some valuable life lessons.
    Happy Ground Hog Day! Talk about being used. That poor little guy being used every year.

  8. A friend to me is a guy who is an interesting conversationalist, who also lets me put a word in. A sense of humor is helpful, but he can also be a man of few words as long as they’re not hurtful. If you ask him to help you in a REAL emergency and he complies, all the better. I certainly should be available if he asks me for help of equal importance. Be careful though there’s sharks out there. If a guy comes up with more problems particularly financial he’s using you. Test him out. Ask him for a ride home or a 10 spot for Lunch tomorrow and you’ll pay him back payday the day after. If he comes across, he’s still in the friend club as long as he doesn’t try to get familiar with your main squeeze as a reward for his kindness.

    I know my ramblings don’t quite thoroughly address your dilemma, but would you be my friend? My car broke down and they raised my rent $150. Please, please, please.

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