I'm doing this, i am going to type this blog post.
How fucking dare my so called friends bring this around on me. How dare they say that they are upset because i didnt tell them. Do they have idea how scared i was? To tell them that this so called friend of theirs who boaks at gays kissing and was a dick to the one friend who she needed. They thought that was easy to tell them i was going out with dan?
Then they invite me to a party and no one even fucking speaks to me! Maybe if they actually came and spoke to me prior the fucking party they wouldn't have to take up time at dinner to discuss my bastard life. I dont know why they are that bothered, maybe if they actually kept in contact with me instead of just seeing me 5 times a year we wouldn't have this. Yeah, i am the one who decided to fly from they nest because the nest was cramped and it was full of bitches of brids trying to spread out and be themselves. But now im free i can do what i want. Because i dont have one of the birds fighting down my neck ordering me to be her friend. I dont have to engage in any social interactions with them because im free.
But i do. I do make a effort to go to the parties even when i feel like crying, i do go to them even then people still in this nest aren't there but then put pictures on snapchat of them drinking. Yeah. Deffo sounds like work.
Im not looking for a fight, im not even looking for a explanation because im not going to get one. Ive been thinking hard about me, about Anna. Im not part of them, im part of a group of boys who dont even realise how much i appreciate their company. Cameron doesnt realise how much he makes my day when he skits me. Dom doesnt know how much he makes having no friends a little easier when he sings and whistles. My course doesnt even know how happy they make me.
Tomorrow is such a big day and i bet none of them even text me. Then they wonder why i dont bother.
So this is it. Im done. Dont expect me to pay an interest if you cant be fucking bothered.
Done. Sorted. Byeeee.
Mwah
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