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Friends will come and go.

I miss our friendship. But talking to you..well sometimes I feel that kind of “attitude” feeling from you. Whenever things don’t go your way, you tend to give me attitude. I love you to death, don’t get me wrong. But sometimes, I feel like I don’t know you anymore. It seems like you try a bit too hard just to “fit in.” It feels like you care about being “popular” more than anything else. You barely tell me anything anymore, or how you feel anymore. You tell your “so called best friends” now. I’m not mad, I just missed it those times you vented to me. I feel like, if I vent to you now, you wouldn’t care or do anything about it. I’m afraid to loose you as a friend, but I’m afraid to be friends with someone who doesn’t feel the same way.

You were only nice when you heard she had cancer. Now when she’s doing better, you’re back to your asshole attitude, and all the shit you used to be doing. I don’t get you. If you did or do care, you would of man the fuck up and be the father figure your son and daughter always wanted. No one will or ever know how I feel. I tend to be much more quiet now, because I’m just sick and tired of all the drama at home, that I really don’t want anymore. Or because I just don’t care anymore. I really just hope you snap out of it already and man up. Be that father that you weren’t.