What changes have you noticed in the personalities and attitudes of long-time friends as they have grown older?

They say as you grow up the world become a colder place. I couldn’t agree more on that fact. Except as a child I had learned the hard way what darkness was. The truth is my child hood is reminiscent of a hood rat’s. Its dark, twisted, and turns out I somehow came out not a prostitute or a drug dealer. Amazing part is that its probably because of my mother that I came out so well. Blame the cardinal DNA but if anyone else raised me it might have lead to some serious back handed way to being a nobody.

However, this is about my long-time friends and as twenty four year old I can say I am glad I made friends the way I did. Not saying that everyone else doesn’t have long-term friends. But I can at least say that ninety percent of the friend’s I made stuck except for one ex boyfriend. He got the boot.

The names on this page are what I call code names. Not real. Don’t go search for them on Facebook for their stories are written in blood, sweat, and tears that we forsake upon getting older. If there is one thing I know time doesn’t change friendships people do. Friendships don’t change but the people in them do. Some friendships are better left six feet under the ground and others are open wounds that we try to heal. So here is our story. The story that you can’t label, can’t categorize, can’t even touch with a ten foot pole, and won’t understand till the last word on the page caresses your brain.