Am I A Good Friend?

There's been a lot going on around me recently, and it got me thinking.. am i a good friend?
I've been born into this world around 18 ish 19 years ago, i wouldn't say i was someone else's friend for that long, because truly i'm not. i don't remember a single thing when i was a baby or kindergarten or so, but i would start counting maybe from primary school, that gives me around 13 years of being someone else's friend. all these years, i dont think i've ever ask myself am i a good friend? well, honestly.. i dunno how to answer that. theres obviously things that i've done wrong as someone else's friend, but there are things that i've done right also, at least i think so. no one is perfect, i'm not, you're not, he's not, she's not and the naming goes on and on. no one is. why have friends at all? friends will forgive and forget each others lacking, that's why we have friends so when i'm not capable of doing something i have my friends to count on, have them to be there for me when i need them the most.

something kinda happened when i was blogging, so all my emo-ness turned into rage.. and i dunno how to continue blogging about this. *after 5 minutes* okay, rage period over.. back to being normal.

so as i was saying.. i really dunno if what i've been doing for the past week is right or wrong, but i'm glad that i was there to be a friend. you know, i care so much i just don't wanna see anyone get hurt. and sometimes i do say the darnest things when i'm in rage, but it's just a passing phase. as to the question.. i hope you'll tell me the answer to that question.

With Love,
Casey :)