Angelface
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Okay you don't have to read all of this, I was just writing today... but feel free to comment!
After all these years growing up, we had so much fun and shared so many memories and never went a day without thinking about each other and seeing how each of us was doing. The shared hugs and the damp shoulders of previous tears. It would seem that only a end of the world event would stop our friendship.
But then he changed... he got the dream job he wanted and the income he striven for. He surrounded himself in material objects and held himself to a higher standard. Our conversations of our dreams and goals in life became of judging others of less fortune.
Now all he talks about is how much better he is than everyone else. How everyone below his income status is basically stupid and can't think for themselves. His new car, his new clothes... all to show in his mind to everyone else that he is better, smarter, and richer.
For some reason I don't know why, you still find a few hours of every other week to message me or stop by. But I feel pressured to not show any weakness and the ugly things you say about people hit barriers of disgust and understanding. I just mumble fake agreement.
He makes fun of those with mental illness... I don't tell him I have Bipolar disorder.
He makes fun of those who take medication and say it's false hope and a lazy excuse to face reality.... I don't tell him I take medication.
Makes fun of people who work at minimum wage jobs. Yet somehow I think that's a blessing that they have a job and are working.
Cracks jokes and laughs at people on food stamps, or can't pay all their bills. I don't tell him that sometimes I have as little as 40$ left in the bank at the end of the month.
Makes fun of women and calls them stupid whores when they fall for broken relationships or judges them for being with a guy who turns out to be a monster. It's as if he hints this at me because I have a child from another broken relationship.
I don't know why he still comes around me. I am no longer in his league of class. Sure we shared the same field of study and goals. But I changed because it didn't fit with what I actually wanted from life. I myself have grown and have many nice things that populations of people wish they had. But I do not take pride in them. I know they are material and nothing more and I never look at someone who has less. He forgets that he was once there, where we both where at one point.
Is it so wrong of me that deep down I wish he would lose it all? Of course it is... but would it do him some good for that ego? I think yes...
After all these years growing up, we had so much fun and shared so many memories and never went a day without thinking about each other and seeing how each of us was doing. The shared hugs and the damp shoulders of previous tears. It would seem that only a end of the world event would stop our friendship.
But then he changed... he got the dream job he wanted and the income he striven for. He surrounded himself in material objects and held himself to a higher standard. Our conversations of our dreams and goals in life became of judging others of less fortune.
Now all he talks about is how much better he is than everyone else. How everyone below his income status is basically stupid and can't think for themselves. His new car, his new clothes... all to show in his mind to everyone else that he is better, smarter, and richer.
For some reason I don't know why, you still find a few hours of every other week to message me or stop by. But I feel pressured to not show any weakness and the ugly things you say about people hit barriers of disgust and understanding. I just mumble fake agreement.
He makes fun of those with mental illness... I don't tell him I have Bipolar disorder.
He makes fun of those who take medication and say it's false hope and a lazy excuse to face reality.... I don't tell him I take medication.
Makes fun of people who work at minimum wage jobs. Yet somehow I think that's a blessing that they have a job and are working.
Cracks jokes and laughs at people on food stamps, or can't pay all their bills. I don't tell him that sometimes I have as little as 40$ left in the bank at the end of the month.
Makes fun of women and calls them stupid whores when they fall for broken relationships or judges them for being with a guy who turns out to be a monster. It's as if he hints this at me because I have a child from another broken relationship.
I don't know why he still comes around me. I am no longer in his league of class. Sure we shared the same field of study and goals. But I changed because it didn't fit with what I actually wanted from life. I myself have grown and have many nice things that populations of people wish they had. But I do not take pride in them. I know they are material and nothing more and I never look at someone who has less. He forgets that he was once there, where we both where at one point.
Is it so wrong of me that deep down I wish he would lose it all? Of course it is... but would it do him some good for that ego? I think yes...
