In my opinion, your friends are supposed to stick with you and be there for you through thick and thin, the highs and the lows, and equally you are there for when their good times, bad times, happy times, hard times.
I am always there for my friends through thick and thin, I stick it out to the end for them.
Yet, why does she constantly say she is "my best friend" and all that bollocks, and yet, I have a problem and she disappears quicker than a frenchmans hands go up. What have I done to deserve that? I'd stick it out to the end for her, but she won't for me. Well, as far as I'm concerned now, she clearly never has been my friend. So she can go and shove everything up her arse, and if I'm given the chance to give her a taste of her own medicine I will, even though I want to be bigger and better than her.
Why is life so confusing? And by friday I have to make a decision that is only going to get me hated more in the world. Fantastic.
