Unless you don’t have a social life and you hardly have friends, I can understand if the highlight of your day is to stalk our photos and albums and ogle at the beauty and grandeur I call Friendship.
I can understand if you suddenly text either of us and question our loyalty because you happen to know that so so is talking about blah blah and saying ho-hums behind our backs and we hung out once at here-here and suddenly whatever you digested in your auditory system is already gospel. We got all so worked up because of this and if none of it were true, who’s the rat?
Now the next thing plausible is us taking account one by one who slipped once as each of us tries to strip off the mask our friends might have donned on them while they were exchanging pleasantries with us. We fight, we plead with mercy, we cajole until everybody decided not to speak to each other again and updated multiply accounts became scarce. Nobody comments on new albums and they are no longer seen together in public or in Facebook anymore.
And then, what?
The first sickeningly saccharine person to ever come near any of us will automatically be given the once-over. Won’t that be transparent perhaps?
Bottomline, you went all the way to disrupt something that you wish you had. True, everybody wants to be friends with everybody but we, the people in our circle, are friends by default. Chalk it up to grade school moments and 26 years of subsisting and BAM! Gossips and scandals are things of the past and dealing with your folly is borderline juvenile.
Your concern doesn’t measure up to how we would be concerned as friends or you wouldn’t be messing around with our heads and bluffing your way to get your message across. Our friends might fight, argue, and disagree about things but we do it our way.
Now you were saying?