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Excommunicated III: Hip To Be Scared.




Let’s get one thing out of the the way… I don’t need anyone in my life. And those that play fucking games and cost me money over and over again will be excommunicated and removed from my life without a secondary fuckin thought. I have bigger things to worry about and bigger dreams and responsibilities than to deal with bullshit. I have stepped away from people I love and am closer to than you and I have ever been and I’m sick of the fact that you keep manipulating and lying bout doing things that affects someone I care about. This is not the first time, but you know what they say about three strikes.


I’m not going to be someone’s fair weather friend just because I can gain a momentary advantage on doing things… umm no, I am plenty fine finding and doing things on my own.  Look at all the events I’ve done solo. And the one I should have done last Saturday by myself. But no, I let friendship and loyalty be more important to me.


I think some things are meant to die, it’s just the slowly rotting on the vine bullshit that gets to me. I’ve had plenty of knives in my back so when I can feel another approaching I just get defensive. And right now that’s why I’m feeling, it’s time to protect what’s important to me. If that means another long term friend falls by the wayside, that’s ok with me.


The system we had is broken and I’m sick of thinking that I’m able to fix it, I’m just going to do things on my own and for my own… and no fucks given. I have real ride or die friend’s that have always been there. I don’t need to keep throwing away money to repay someone who treats me like an afterthought.


Real friends stab you in the front.

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