All my life I trust people they tell me that there my friends and then I find out the truth! Sometimes I think living at home with my parents is the safest place for someone like me. I trust people 2 much and they just turn around and hurt me. Sometimes I think people just don't know how 2 be friends. No matter how mad I get at a friend I would never hit them. Friends yeah right!
Later!
Later!
Ryan, I feel like you do. Why do some many friends lie or treat you bad? I will never know and yet, I still surround myself with these people. I do it becasue I can't turn off my feelings and I am not going to change for them. I know I am the only one that is going to get hurt.
In the end, though I know I can't shut down. I am willing to have the hurt and pain because everyone once in a while a true friend shows up and the feeling is wonderful. I wouldn't want it any other way.
Ry,hey I am not sure the meaning of the post other than someone stabbed you in the back that you considered to be a friend and for that I dont know what to say but I am sorry. I will be there for you if you need me to be and everything. All you gotta do is just open up and talk to me or anyone else..Just know i will be there for you as a friend should be..
Did someone hit you?! Cause if they
did they will have me to deal with
and they would rather have the
cops beat the crap out of them
because when I get ahold of them
they will slap their mommas for
giving birth to them!
NOBODY! HITS! MY! CHILDREN!
Yowza! Watch out for Laurie!
Hey, Ryan. I'm sorry you are hurting. I pray for you that you will learn to discern true friends from those who just use people.
Blessings, my friend.
Unfortunately for most of us we are let down or hurt by those we call friends. Yet we must never refrain from making them. Finding a true friend is most times a difficult task but one worth the effort it takes. Yes we all want to hide away from the world when one who we thought a friend disappoints us in a major way. Yet we must always reach out to others in an effort to be a friend in hopes of bettering this world of ours. The world would be a sadder place if we did not do so. I am sorry for your hurt, but there are those of us out there that love you very much and would wash a way your pain or prevent it if we could. Just remember you have to but "call out our name....You've got friend"
I don't know what to say Ryan so I'll let this poem speak:
He may be six kinds of a liar, he may be ten kinds of a fool, he may be a wicked highflyer beyond any reason or rule.
There may be a shadow above him of ruin and woes to impend, and I may not respect, but I love him, Because...well, because he's my friend.
I know he has faults by the billion, but his faults are a portion of him; I know that his records vermilion, and he's far from the sweet Seraphim; but he's always been square with yours truly, ready to give or to lend, and if he is wild and unruly, I like him...because he's my friend.
I criticize him but I do it in just a frank, comradely key, and back-biting gossips will rue it if ever they knock him to me! I never make diagrams of him, no maps of his soul have I penned; I don't analyze...I just love him, Because...well, because he's my friend. Ed
I like ed's poem.
Ryan, I hold my cards close, until I feel I can trust someone. Thats jus my way. I'm no expert at making friends tho. Can't even find a roomy.
But, I think the best friends are the ones who can listen, not the ones who can talk.
One bad apple don't spoil the whole bunch honey. Don't let one person get you down!
I know I'm lucky in having at least one excellent friend. (I still didn't quite dare to come out to him, but he worked it out for himself anyway, and dragged it out of me.)
When you're in the closet, it's good to have some people to talk to in real life. Venting on the Net isn't quite enough.
Coming out as soon as I have an independent job.
Just you wait, oh World!