Saturday, May 16, 2009

Re-Post 7/14/2008


Current mood: irritated
Category: Friends
I was just wondering at what point in your life does an argument with a long-time friend end with that friend leaving a break up box (or bag as the case may be) on your doorstep. When did friendships get that complex? And why does it always contain something that you totally forgot they had? It's not a big deal it just kind of bothers me. If you know me you know that I don't usually receive break up boxes, but every time I turn around I'm going through some crap that amounts to a break up with a friend. It's stupid, and it pisses me off that I care.

However, I'm taking the high road. And being an adult. And wishing them the best. But I'm not going through this anymore. It's stupid. And it's consumed enough of me for long enough.

I can't seem to form a coherent thought about the situation, all I can muster is that it's stupid.

Oh well, life goes on.

Every thing happens for a reason.

Also, if I've ever had a disagreement with you and you haven't left me a break up box, thanks. Those things just get under my skin. It reminds me of a favorite t-shirt I lost many years ago, and truthfully the only thing that would arrive in a break up box that I'd be happy to see. As long as the t-shirt arrived without the person who kept it. That would cause me anxiety.
Currently listening:
Dysfunction
By Staind
Release date: 1999-04-13


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