The Beggining

I grew up as an introvert. My first friend was not until the fourth grade, I met her in band class, and to this day we are still friends. Most of the people I meet today want something from you, it's hard to find a real friend these days. Over the countless of people I consider friends, how many of them can I really call a good friend? A close friend? Those who will be there for me in a time of need. I have to admit, I don't consider myself a good friend, so who am I to demand attention from those who are? I have little patience and I get restless. I get annoyed hearing people complain, but there I am annoying others with my whining. I am lucky to have them be there for me, but I feel like a failure for not being there for them. I know Karma will get to me for this, or is it God who brought these people to me for a reason?

yeah and you're a bitch, fucking heartless you don't know how to appreciate help or support

i'r rather be a jerk than be liek you

Just got that today... oh snap...Karma