Sorry Amber, I can't speak with you anymore because you told me so.

since everyone is too tired, too busy, too cool and/or too in trouble to come hang out with me today.. I'm gunna go pressure clean the side walk, hoping it will give me some sort of entertainment for at least an hour. -___________-

I really am starting to think that I don't have any real friends.
If you read that statement and you are bothered by it, don't message me telling me "OMG I am sooo your friend, you know I love youuuu"
Just start acting like your my friend. A lot less talk and more action. And I don't mean acting, as in faking, I mean treat me the way you would like to be treated in any situation. What the fuck happened to the golden rule.

I'm tired of fakes and liars. Even if it is a small white lie that doesn't effect my personal life or anything of that nature, I don't care, don't fuckin lie to me. If there is something you need to say, don't beat around the bush. Be an adult and tell me flat out. I give ALL of you the respect to be up front with you and If I need to say something, I'll pull you aside and tell you, not talk behind your back or lie to your face. I would expect that you'd have the same respect for me. But unfortunately, no matter how many people read how I'm feeling, none of you who fit into the catagory of a liar or a fake will even think about changing or at least try to be real with me. No more lies, no more excuses, i don't wanna hear it.

You know I care about all of you (if you didn't know before, you know now). I would do so much for a lot of you, but I need to start seeing that I'm cared about too!! Not the fake "I love yous" and insincere smiles and hugs. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate anything you have done for me in the past and I'm not letting that slip my mind for a moment, but all the money and favors in the world can't buy a good friendship. You can tell me you love me all you want, but If someone told you I started talking about you behind your back about something really personal. I mean I was really doggin you out, talking about you, your family and shit you've done. You'd be pissed, you would think I was a real bitch and you'd talk shit about me to anyone who mentioned my name. But then a few days later you find out it wasn't true and the person who told you I was talking about you, was just a liar and wanted you to hate on me. See how quickly that "I love you, your such a great friend" shit flew out the window. Don't fool yourself and say that wouldn't be you, because for most of you it would.

I just want you to see things the way I'm seeing them right now. Are you truly my friend? Would you really have my back if things started to look real bad for me? Or are you just an acquaintance. Do me a real favor and don't get those confused.

I want something real. -Amber Marie Owen