Your 20s are all about loss. You lose your friends, you learn to lose the idea of what you thought your life would be. You shed the skin of youthful careless. You lose hope, money, even your mind.
But it’ll get better. It’s a rite of passage.
calling friends out on their BS is part of being a true friend, if you can’t handle it then it’s time to part ways... simple as that. We too old for half friends.
I’m really not in a space to deal with anybody right now. I don’t trust a word niggas says, I don’t care for the bare minimum. Everybody just out here searching for all the wrong stuff & I don’t want no parts.
you can’t argue with anyone who hates their life, thrive off of drama, and miserable. it’s like telling a brick wall to move. you gotta let people fight those demons on their own.