Left Behind

"Bros before hoes", they taught me.
I was miserable little creature before I was taught the true meaning of friends and true meaning of being independent.

Those who taught me, were those who never needed anyone. They never thought what people might think, they just were awesome, not giving a sh*t. I admired them and decided I would always, no matter what, love my friends with all my heart and never, ever forget the bro-code. Because friends stay, lovers, well, may not.

But what do I do now, when they have found their "true love" (I don't believe in such a thing) and have forgotten about the bro-code? What do I do now, when I have just realized how fun life can be and I'm all alone?
And I'm old, older than I should be. I never was a teenager, really. I missed a lot of things every teenager should do, mostly because I didn't have any friends growing up. But now I have friends and I'm all ready to have fun...  there is no one to share it with me.

Everyone is with their special someone being clingy as fuck, thinking of marriage and children and stuff. 
And that's boring as hell, I tell you. Booooring. 

Well, when they do have children, they sure will forget about me. Because people with kids do that. All of them. They already break all of their promises because "my special someone needs meeee" or "oh, I won't come because you didn't invite my pumpkinsweetiepiepoodle". I'm in love and I'm not that sappy, have never been. 
For your information; it's gross, it's freaking me out and it's not cute. It's disgusting. 

I guess I'll just enjoy this new me all alone. You taught me to be independent, after all.