artificial sense of guilt

Somewhere a half year ago, a friend I’ve known for about three years decided that he would’nt have anything to do with me anymore. The reason he gave that time, is that I was retarded, stupid, that I asked him a favour without any humility and so on. He wrote that as a message through facebook. Now, before I go on, we’re talking about a guy who like to slander almost everyone as a capitalist or a selfish person, yet he is perhaps the most selfish and capitalistic person of them all. Three days before he made that “decision”, I bought to beers for him. Then, one day before, I let him borrow my parking lot. The evening he eventually got that I was “a bad friend”, I asked him to borrow a wine opener. I even let him have some wine as a thanx. So I did not understand what the fuck he was so pissed about, or if he even HAD a reason to be pissed, because I have been given the impression that he is at his most happiest when he has something to complain about (wich he later has somewhat confessed). During the last weeks, we’ve met again at the taverns around the city (we have some mutual friends), and we’ve finally had a chance to talk about things.

Now, the reasons he gave me this time, is that I did not say a single word to him, wich is utter and complete BULLSHIT, cause I talked a lot to him, wich I explaned (or tried to explain) to him. Another reason he gave me, is that I did’nt invite him to the party where me and a friend of mine (also former his) were going. Well, the problem is not that I did’t want him to come along. the problem is that either he doesnt want to come along, or the hosts of the parties doesnt want him around because he has been behaving like an asshole to them for stupid reasons (I will get to that later). And that is not much I can do about it. As a matter of fact, he has more power than me to do something about it. In his defence, I could have asked him to join, but he said some things that gave me the impression that he did’nt want to come along. I won’t write exactly what he said here, because it’s about other persons. And thats one of the main problems; he talk a lot of shit about other people, even those he likes. He likes to critisize almost everyone and everything, and much of the rants are politically related. And thats another problem. He has a bad habit of forcing his left-politicaly views down your throat ’til you’re puking blood. He never stops, and makes you sick of left-politicaly views. As a matter of fact, I don’t doubt he could make Mother Theresa fantasize about giving Hitler a blow-job.

For a time, he was banned at a tavern for behaving like an asshole. I did’nt believe that at that time, and tried to support him, talk to the people who ran that place, try to work things out. He later confessed to me that he threw a glass at one of the owners for the reason that the owner was too wealthy to listen to punk-music. Yes, that was the reason he gave me. He seems to dislike people who has a better economic situation than him, or think different in a political way. He also told me recently that he thinks I am stupid, just because I am not as interested in politics as he is…. so it mostly come down to that we are too different. It did’nt bothered me too much that he was that interested in politics. As a matter of fact, I sometimes admired that passion. But at the final stage of our friendship, I felt pretty fed up with that, as I could’nt mention anything else. When we’re were drinking at his campus-room, no music that did’nt contain any political content was played. Well, sometimes, but very rarely. And they’re were usually turned off halfway through the song. He has accused me of “ditching him for cooler parties” like mentioned above… well, there I actually has a bigger chance to play some music I want too, so do the math. Also, it took him three years to figure out I was’nt a good friend for him. During those three years, I have buildt some good memories with him. But he said to me lately that I has’nt contributed anything positive to his life. Well, I would like to ask him: Have YOU contributed to anything positive to your life? All you ever does is sit in your room, bitch and complain about almost everyone and everything, blaming the society/world for all your problems/worries.

He maybe be right about me being stupid. He actually made me buy him a beer. He accused me for cheating him for cigarettes through the times. But I’ve gave him some cigarettes back through the times. Plus beer. And letting him borrowing my parking lot. And more. But I now realize his strategy: To manipulate an artificial sense of guilt in me to make me feel guilty about something I have absolutely NOTHING to feel guilty about. And there’s no way in heaven or hell that he is going to convince me that I have been a bad friend for him, because I have many time tried to reach out for him to pull him up from the dark abyss, but he rather prefer that I join him down there. I don’t want to join him down there, at least not for long periods, and that appearantly makes me “a selfish retard”. Well, it was mostly me that had to adapt to him, not the other way around, so who’s selfish is questionable. But I’m getting the impression that he did me a favour, because I can’t have friends that plays on manipulating artificial sense of guilt. That’s perhaps one of the most lowest things you can do. And many of his accusations are also very hypocritic, because he mostly want things to run HIS way. Those of you who read this may know who he is. And I hope you’ll be careful not to let his manipulative ways of making you feel like an ass even if you have no reason to feel so, get to you. And DON’T let it make you buy him a beer. He told me that he hated me and wanted me killed minutes after I bought him the beer. If I knew he was going to say that I would have told him to go and fuck himself and spend that money on something useful for me instead. I’m waiting for the day other people realize his “strategy”, and let him hear it, so he’ll have to reconcider his ways of interracting with people… So, dear ex-friend. If you want your friends to not ignore you, and let you tag along to parties or other happenings instead of letting you sit alone in your room and rot in loneliness…STOP BEHAVING LIKE AN MANIPULATIVE ASSHOLE, MOTHERFUCKER!!!

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This is it. The first jibberish

Never thought the day would come when I would start my own blog. But here it is, and I wish you all a good night.

Yeah, short and simplistic, but hey, at least its a start…

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