being real.

i hate that my best friends are not a part of my daily life. i hate that they have local friends that get to hear about their crappy day. they get to hear about the new man in their life. they get to hear about where god is taking them and what he is teaching them. i hate that i am not a part of the inside jokes and that i am not there to exchange the glance across the dinner table when somebody makes an inappropriate comment.

and as gay as it sounds, i hate that i don't know what their facebook statuses mean and someone else does.