BREAKING NEWS:

I've stumbled on the topic of the day. Who are friends?


Or, more relatively, who are my friends?


I don't even know. And that's a bad thing, supposedly, right?


What makes someone a friend to another? Well they're there for them, to listen to them, to help them, and in return, they expect the same back... Right? It's a give and take relationship, and everything works out right.


Right?


Apparently not. When you have "friends" that say hi but never much more, people that laugh with you only because you're there, not because they want to be there.


Is that a friend? Sounds incredibly superfical and shallow, but those are my friends.


Somehow, sometime, I don't even know, I think I've lost my friends. Then again, they never really liked me in the first place. Why else would they just throw me aside after they're done with me?


Who knows. 
You'd think they'd show it instead of ignoring me, eh?