Disappointment

In this life, it's really hard to determine who your friends really are. I found that your friends are the ones that stick with you, through thick and thin, who still have the gall to make fun with/at you, but are there for a hug when you need it.

I used to have certain friends that would speak to me on a regular basis. They used to care what was going on in my lil nomadic life. But I started associating with persons that they disliked. Maybe it was because I didn't join their little sewing circle clan because I saw it as exactly that, a sewing circle. Anyhoo, life moves on, I'm blatantly ignored, and not even considered when they start a musical band. Not that I know anything about their band or what kind of music they play, but I know that the Devil himself granted the gift of music to my kind, and not one person in their group can top my talent. Oops? Did I say that aloud? I'm not afraid to say what I feel, they've hurt my feelings blatantly and publicly. It hurts that I'm not even a consideration in their world when they're screaming that they can't get off their feet.

So little Bitches of Croaking, you don't have my support. And I'm not apologizing.