Saturday, October 2, 2010

wish you best of luck, now im finna throw them deuces up

lately these days i've been super picky with people. anything such as taking too long to reply, hearing from people who i never speak to asking for favours, or people who i barely remember (or even know, matter of fact) asking me if i wanna go eat like we been homie'd up for years - makes me throw my phone to the other side of the room. i aint hatin or nothin like that... it just seems to get easier each day to weed out the questionable "friendships" from the real ones.

i hear my friends complaining about their friends and all i ever have to say is "kill that shit. because it's DEAD WEIGHT."
i find myself getting annoyed with people who squeeze right into that category. dead weight relationships. excessive negativity. un-necessary contacts. flakes. people who have nothing better to do with their time so they hit up everyone they can who they assume will listen.
i swear i spend more of my time ignoring people than i do responding to them.
maybe that's my bad, maybe i have a problem where i can only open up to certain people, and a bigger problem where i only keep in touch with people who i feel like i can open up to.

cause i mean... if i have enough friends who i can hit up regularly and continue to manifest substance-filled, reliable, growing friendships, why would i sweat myself to maintain shitty, low-key, un-exciting, stand-still contacts?

if i have enough bomb ass friends... it's kind of common sense that i could just be like "fuck all yall who aint them" because it's not like they make the effort to be, right? they just front. the ones who make an overwhelming amount of plans so they can cancel on this person for that person, and twitter about that lunch with this "homie," or put up pictures on facebook of the dinner with those girls. they just need people to pencil in so it looks like they have a life. relationship-dependent people who need to look like they are wanted by others.

but for real, i ain't the one. don't turn to me cause someone flaked on you, i have better things to do. there is a difference between wanting to genuinely catch up with a person and then wanting to fill a void in your life with different people. i find myself automatically replying with a, "yeh i'd be down, hit me up when you're free i'll let you know what's up" - just to be courteous, even though i know i won't hear from them, and quite frankly i'm content with not having to.

i've adjusted to abundance of friendship in my life, and my homies... they always come through. rain or shine. the ones who i know will provide good company out of friendship, and not out of convenience. the ones who see kickin it as just kickin it, not an 8PM appointment on a saturday. to this day, i still get excited over seeing my BEST FRIENDS, who i just saw the other day. who ask specific questions and tell me things i care about enough to not go ADD the second their mouths produce sound.

and some of you may be reading this thinking... "i don't give a fuck what you have to tell me anyway" and you know why? cause you're that person. the exact one i been writing about. the one who treats people as if they are indispensable, because you have too much of a hard time having a relationship with yourself. the one who expects attention from others but disposes of them when asked to hold up your half of the friendship. that's cool though, i don't give a fuck either. you're just dead weight.