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If any of you have read my past blogs about my shenanigans with my friends Willie and Brandon, well I'm sad to say there will be no more. We have disbanded and it's all Willie's fault.
Back in my birthday blog I explained that Willie missed my birthday party because there were going to be 2 girls there that he didn't like. I was pissed off about it for about a week, then I realized I don't really care, he's the one who missed out on a good time so there's no reason for me to even be mad. I went to Willie and told him that I was done freezing him out and we can be friends again. But the problem is that Willie and Brandon also had a fight over my birthday party. They're like a married couple, they'll fight about ANYTHING. Apparently Willie thought that Brandon was trying to make him look bad by saying it was just because he didn't like Laura and Freya. It was also because he just didn't want to go out that day. Him and Brandon got into a text fight over it and Brandon called Willie crazy and said he was being a bad friend. Willie called Brandon a punk and a bitch and said he's a bad friend and shouldn't be telling Willie how to be a friend. But when I stopped freezing Willie out over his bullshit Brandon said he was cool too and wasn't going to hold a grudge over the text messages.
And we thought we'd have a happy ending from there. Sadly, this is not the case.
Fast forward to Friday night: Brandon, Willie and I are engaging on our Friday After Work tradition of getting fucking wasted. Brandon bought a bottle of vodka and I bough a bottle of cosmo. Brandon also bought weed and was sharing his weed with us. Willie's room mate Josh comes out and that dude just rubs me the wrong way. He's one of those people who I strongly believe are fully capable of killing you at any given moment. I don't like being alone with him for extended periods of time. And he wears hipster glasses and for some reason those make him look 100 times more terrifying. He's talking about how he has 10,000+ songs on his MacBook and he has all kinds of music. He's playing all these songs and then he goes "hey guys you want to listen to a really racist song?" I say no. Willie also says no. Josh plays the song anyway it's some country song about hanging niggers from a tree. Willie just goes NOPE WE'RE NOT LISTENING TO THIS, and shuts the whole thing off. I guess Josh got embarrassed (as he should be) and he went to bed but left the speaker. Willie played some of his music and wouldn't let anyone else play any music. Brandon was smoking us out with his weed and first Willie knocked Brandon's pipe over the 2nd story balcony into the grass. When Willie went to get it Brandon got control of the music and started playing rock songs. We got into a conversation about all the bands we used to listen to back in high school and got super nostalgic. We played all the hot mess punk bands: Sum41, Green Day, Good Charlotte, etc.Then we see Willie coming back up and Brandon tells me, "He's going to turn it down then he's going to come and change the music to something he wants to listen to.
And that's exactly what happens. First he turns it down really low, then he comes out and tells Brandon "I don't want to listen to this turn it off." Brandon tries to explain to him that these are songs we listen to back in high school and we were just reminiscing. Willie goes into this rant about how he can't relate to that because he wasn't allowed to listen to music in high school. He was raised a Jehovah's Witness and his grandma was Mexican so they listened to Mexican Jehovah's Witness music. I felt bad for him, that sounds awful. So yeah Willie changes the music and puts Lady Gaga on and Brandon goes "see what I said." And Willie goes "said what, what did you say, were you guys talking shit about me behind my back?" I told him Brandon said he was going to turn the music down and change the song, and he did. Then I went into the house because it was cold.
So we're all in the house and we're taking turns playing songs until Willie and Brandon have ANOTHER fight over the music and Willie turns everything off. Then Brandon goes outside again to have a cigarette. While Brandon is out Willie talks about how Brandon is such a shitty friend and is always putting him down and making him feel stupid. He said that he feels that someday Brandon is just going to stop being his friend and he's going to forget he ever existed. Mind you, Willie says this every time he gets drunk. He picks a fight with Brandon and when Brandon leaves he talks about how Brandon is going to stop being his friend and stop talking to him. I tell Willie that if Brandon didn't want to be his friend he wouldn't be, but he still continues to hang out with him, so obviously it's not true. Willie says that well he doesn't know if he wants to be friends with Brandon, and that Brandon is a shitty friend.
Little does Willie know that the walls are not made of concrete and Brandon heard everything Willie said about him. Brandon completely goes off on Willie talking about how if he has something to say he should say it to his face instead of talking shit about him when he's right there. I start tearing up because when I'm in tense situations I tear up. Don't ask me why, I don't know. Then Willie tells Brandon that he called insulted him by calling him crazy, Brandon tells him he is fucking crazy. That instead of being upfront he gossips like a little girl. Then Brandon storms off and all Willie says back is "don't slam the door when you leave." Then Willie goes into his room and shuts the door. I felt really bad for Brandon because it must feel so bad to have someone you consider your best friend talking shit about you and calling you a bad friend. Just the weekend before at my birthday party when we were smoking with the 50yr old guy Brandon told him that Willie was his best friend and Willie helped him get over the homophobia he was raised with. And now this happens, and mixed with the alcohol I was a drunk emotional mess so I just burst into tears. I went out on the balcony to try to get myself together and I hear something behind me going *pssst psssttt* it's Brandon from the other size of the complex wall.
Brandon: Did he say anything? Why are you crying?
Me: I tear up in tense situations. He just went into his room, are you really going home?
Brandon: Yeah he's not just going to talk shit about me and have me sit there and take it. I'm done with him.
Me: I guess I understand, I'll see you later.
Willie text messages me the next day asking me what happened trying to pretend like he doesn't remember anything. I tell him Brandon got upset and left when he heard him talking about how much of a shitty friend he is. Willie says it's probably for the best, Brandon wasn't a good friend to him anyway.
And you thought that was the end of it. Of course not. Not even a day after Willie says that he texts Brandon asking to talk about what happened. Brandon says he doesn't want to talk, he's not going to deal with him anymore. Willie says that Brandon needs to talk to him about this because if not he's going to start building resentment against Brandon.
Like what kind of fuck shit? "You better talk to me or I'm going to resent you." What kind of threat is that? Anyway Brandon tells Willie he doesn't care. And now Willie won't stop bitching about how much he hates not talking to Brandon and how he wishes Brandon wouldn't ignore him. It's so hard having a messy queen for a best friend.
In loving memory...
Back in my birthday blog I explained that Willie missed my birthday party because there were going to be 2 girls there that he didn't like. I was pissed off about it for about a week, then I realized I don't really care, he's the one who missed out on a good time so there's no reason for me to even be mad. I went to Willie and told him that I was done freezing him out and we can be friends again. But the problem is that Willie and Brandon also had a fight over my birthday party. They're like a married couple, they'll fight about ANYTHING. Apparently Willie thought that Brandon was trying to make him look bad by saying it was just because he didn't like Laura and Freya. It was also because he just didn't want to go out that day. Him and Brandon got into a text fight over it and Brandon called Willie crazy and said he was being a bad friend. Willie called Brandon a punk and a bitch and said he's a bad friend and shouldn't be telling Willie how to be a friend. But when I stopped freezing Willie out over his bullshit Brandon said he was cool too and wasn't going to hold a grudge over the text messages.
And we thought we'd have a happy ending from there. Sadly, this is not the case.
Fast forward to Friday night: Brandon, Willie and I are engaging on our Friday After Work tradition of getting fucking wasted. Brandon bought a bottle of vodka and I bough a bottle of cosmo. Brandon also bought weed and was sharing his weed with us. Willie's room mate Josh comes out and that dude just rubs me the wrong way. He's one of those people who I strongly believe are fully capable of killing you at any given moment. I don't like being alone with him for extended periods of time. And he wears hipster glasses and for some reason those make him look 100 times more terrifying. He's talking about how he has 10,000+ songs on his MacBook and he has all kinds of music. He's playing all these songs and then he goes "hey guys you want to listen to a really racist song?" I say no. Willie also says no. Josh plays the song anyway it's some country song about hanging niggers from a tree. Willie just goes NOPE WE'RE NOT LISTENING TO THIS, and shuts the whole thing off. I guess Josh got embarrassed (as he should be) and he went to bed but left the speaker. Willie played some of his music and wouldn't let anyone else play any music. Brandon was smoking us out with his weed and first Willie knocked Brandon's pipe over the 2nd story balcony into the grass. When Willie went to get it Brandon got control of the music and started playing rock songs. We got into a conversation about all the bands we used to listen to back in high school and got super nostalgic. We played all the hot mess punk bands: Sum41, Green Day, Good Charlotte, etc.Then we see Willie coming back up and Brandon tells me, "He's going to turn it down then he's going to come and change the music to something he wants to listen to.
And that's exactly what happens. First he turns it down really low, then he comes out and tells Brandon "I don't want to listen to this turn it off." Brandon tries to explain to him that these are songs we listen to back in high school and we were just reminiscing. Willie goes into this rant about how he can't relate to that because he wasn't allowed to listen to music in high school. He was raised a Jehovah's Witness and his grandma was Mexican so they listened to Mexican Jehovah's Witness music. I felt bad for him, that sounds awful. So yeah Willie changes the music and puts Lady Gaga on and Brandon goes "see what I said." And Willie goes "said what, what did you say, were you guys talking shit about me behind my back?" I told him Brandon said he was going to turn the music down and change the song, and he did. Then I went into the house because it was cold.
So we're all in the house and we're taking turns playing songs until Willie and Brandon have ANOTHER fight over the music and Willie turns everything off. Then Brandon goes outside again to have a cigarette. While Brandon is out Willie talks about how Brandon is such a shitty friend and is always putting him down and making him feel stupid. He said that he feels that someday Brandon is just going to stop being his friend and he's going to forget he ever existed. Mind you, Willie says this every time he gets drunk. He picks a fight with Brandon and when Brandon leaves he talks about how Brandon is going to stop being his friend and stop talking to him. I tell Willie that if Brandon didn't want to be his friend he wouldn't be, but he still continues to hang out with him, so obviously it's not true. Willie says that well he doesn't know if he wants to be friends with Brandon, and that Brandon is a shitty friend.
Little does Willie know that the walls are not made of concrete and Brandon heard everything Willie said about him. Brandon completely goes off on Willie talking about how if he has something to say he should say it to his face instead of talking shit about him when he's right there. I start tearing up because when I'm in tense situations I tear up. Don't ask me why, I don't know. Then Willie tells Brandon that he called insulted him by calling him crazy, Brandon tells him he is fucking crazy. That instead of being upfront he gossips like a little girl. Then Brandon storms off and all Willie says back is "don't slam the door when you leave." Then Willie goes into his room and shuts the door. I felt really bad for Brandon because it must feel so bad to have someone you consider your best friend talking shit about you and calling you a bad friend. Just the weekend before at my birthday party when we were smoking with the 50yr old guy Brandon told him that Willie was his best friend and Willie helped him get over the homophobia he was raised with. And now this happens, and mixed with the alcohol I was a drunk emotional mess so I just burst into tears. I went out on the balcony to try to get myself together and I hear something behind me going *pssst psssttt* it's Brandon from the other size of the complex wall.
Brandon: Did he say anything? Why are you crying?
Me: I tear up in tense situations. He just went into his room, are you really going home?
Brandon: Yeah he's not just going to talk shit about me and have me sit there and take it. I'm done with him.
Me: I guess I understand, I'll see you later.
Willie text messages me the next day asking me what happened trying to pretend like he doesn't remember anything. I tell him Brandon got upset and left when he heard him talking about how much of a shitty friend he is. Willie says it's probably for the best, Brandon wasn't a good friend to him anyway.
And you thought that was the end of it. Of course not. Not even a day after Willie says that he texts Brandon asking to talk about what happened. Brandon says he doesn't want to talk, he's not going to deal with him anymore. Willie says that Brandon needs to talk to him about this because if not he's going to start building resentment against Brandon.
Like what kind of fuck shit? "You better talk to me or I'm going to resent you." What kind of threat is that? Anyway Brandon tells Willie he doesn't care. And now Willie won't stop bitching about how much he hates not talking to Brandon and how he wishes Brandon wouldn't ignore him. It's so hard having a messy queen for a best friend.
In loving memory...
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