Did you ever...?

I seem to get the feeling that if I were to die, certain people that I know really wouldn't notice. I mean, if no one told them I was dead then they would go thru their lives and never really think about me. It gets pretty fucking irritating. Especially when these certain people tell you how great you are. One of these days I think I'm going to punch these people in the face. I'm sick of being the friend of last resort. It's goddamn depressing. It gets even worse when you go out of your way to try to help these people but when you just want someone to talk to, they have more important things like their douchebag boyfriends or psycho girlfriends. It's ri-goddamn-diculous.

Getting dumped on by random people is one thing, but to get dumped on by someone who says they care about you is the worst. There's a reason I only have a couple of very close friends. They don't dump on me. Most of my other friends don't dump on me either, but then again, we don't try to solve each other's problems. We're there just to hang out, drink a bit and have fun. And if someone really important comes up, we'll be there, but we're not there to share feelings and emotions and all that crap. That's what my very close friends are for. There a few people, though, who always seem to want my imput on their lives and I give it gladly. But, the second I really need someone to talk to just to get thru the night, where are they? Nowhere. And better yet, they let me know that I'm not as important as, let's say, watching some shitty movie with some moron. It's awesome.