It’s ironic how the people asking “where the real people at?!” are the ones playing grimy little deeds. It’s those that did me dirty like that who make me view people in a negative way. But when worst comes to worst, I’m so goddamn blessed. The friends I have now are amazing and loyal. I don’t need someone to confide in, only to be shot to hell by their arrogant actions. Good luck with the people you call friends, because let me just say they are anything but that. So we’ve been friends for a while, a little over 9 years, but all that’s been was a long time span with wasted efforts. You’re asking, “where are the real people at?”
They’re out with their friends, avoiding people like you.