One reason why I'm a bad friend...
If a friend is this type of friend (excuse the cat macro, it's the best to illustrate my point):
Expect to get the stoneface from me each and every time. I'm not having it. Sorry.
Too many people are willing participants in their own misery.
When I was a kid, a good handful of women would come to my mother, whom was older and more established, for advice and shoulder to lean when they were having domestic issues. Eventually it got to a point where my mom shut the door in the face of a crying repeat offender because she wasn't trying to better her situation for herself or for her children. She just wanted to bitch to someone for a few hours only to go back home and iron her man's draws.
I've become all too desensitized to this whole scene with people in bad relationships.
So if the People story about Rihanna going back to Beat Em Down Brownn is true and she is sneaking around as if she needs a frickin boot print in her head before she sees the gosh darn light, I will give Rhi Rhi a heartily eff ewe until that light arrives.
*It's hard expressing myself during 'National No Cussing Week'
