Ok I am writing

You know there used to be a time I wrote because I wanted to, it just seemed natural. But now I write because I want a reaction that I don't get. Or if I do get it it goes wrong. I might just post little things of what's in my mind. The only person that will know what I am talking about each time doesn't read blogs. So sit down. Shut up. Grow up, and learn life in my eyes.

Ok first of all, why grow up. Seriously your all 16+ some of the stuff is seriously pathetic. You guys know what I am talking about.

I got called stupid the other day. By someone who couldn't tell a tooth pick from a pine tree. Yea I may not be an excellence student but I know the stuff. School is a weak point of mine because I fail to express myself via writing down test answers. Unlike you I can think out the square. You only have one group of friends. I have more and yea I have problems with allot of people. But you. The mention of your name I get teased for. It must be hell.

I refuse to make this a all negative blog post so here goes a positive stage.

You ask the world why don't you look perfect. The answer is simple. If god gave you looks to go with your personality, your kindness and your brains. You would simply be perfect. It is harsh, I know. So why don't you stop punishing your self and see your personality. It makes you the tulip in the flowerbed in my eyes.

Ok I finally figured out what to do with this post. If I think you write a blog. I am writing my opinion on. Well except one, but she can  read my other blog post for my opinion. Plus she only goes on here rarely so yea.

Now you. A bundle of talent. This one is going to be short. I have 2 more big opinions left in me so I want to save them for stronger opinions. You my friend are neutral. Some days you piss me off something chronic. Others I feel sorry for you being back in the corner. Yes I have stuck up for you in times that you don't know about and I want to keep it that way. But also I want to do it more often. So this can me called a rant, just not a strong one. Yes ok maybe I did write a bit long then I intended to but oh well.

Playing a song once is fine. Repeating the song is ok. But repeating a line of that song over and over again is. You get the picture. Now as you read this you know who this is about. So anyway, your my yin to my yang. I still find you as my friend but you are everything I stand against in this group. The bullying, the immatureness and the intimidation to name a few. Yea I have wrote all this before but I feel I need to again. You just seem to stir until you get a bite, then play the helpless damsel  and expect sympathy. A long time ago I have been sick of the shit you cause. You treat me like a useless piece of shit and expect a friendly reception. I have often held this back and only told this next part to a few people but now I am going to put my head on the chopping block and just say it. So what is this. You preach me about my relationships when you have only had one, and not a very good one at that. So what if none of mine work. Take a look at yours, you're fucking kidding yourself if you think it is going to work. Seriously he treats you like shit and you just call it a phase and that it will get better when you get together. But seriously if you don't wake up and smell the coffee and you are going to ruin your life. I know it sounds harsh but someone has to tell you. You have expected way too much out off your first relationships. Now you are going to comment about how it will work and what will I know. Allot more than what you. All I say is look at what you have told me and see it from my point of view. Now I realise when you might read this he could be there. So do I regret writing it. No I don't. Ok my head is on the block and now I hand you the sword. It is your mood.

Wow that is one long paragraph. I left you to last for a reason. I wanted to go out on a positive spin. So here goes. You are the main reason I stick around. You are one off my best friends. People think there is more but there isn't. All that we have been through it has pulled us together. So what if we talk , is it a crime for a guy and girl to talk without being madly in love. So I used  up the last of my writing power in the last post. So you know for your self what you mean to me.

So this was one long post. And it just turned out the way it did. Perfect way to vent what I was feeling. You all know who I am talking about in each paragraph. So thank you for reading.