it seems these days broken promises are the "fad" thing to do. got my heart high in hopes then thrown down, stomped, ripped, torn and stabbed at by my (i thought) close friends. and when i try to confront them they get all high and mighty defensive wit me like. "I SERIOUSLY hope you are NOT talking about ME!' oh yea and if i was what are you gonna do? roll your mouth off at me? listen to me hun, i've been to the ghetto's and i kno more comebacks than you can even wish to think up of during your entire life span. and you kno the nerve of her calling me and saying that she wanted to see if i was alright. at first i believed her but after i read that comment i was like "oh she juss want to see if i was really talking abot her or not" thats great. friends are great. they juss never cease to try and bring you down lower than you already are. gosh God bless them.