What was the story behind your last friendship that went sour?

[1thouwow]

nikka switched up on me at the last minute (we needed 3 ppl to go somewhere and him being the 3rd person backed out and went wit someone else that i dont fukk with, which is cool)

it had me hot cuz i had to rearrange my shyt but i ain't cut him off or even speak about it i just let it go

after that day tho he be acting brand new tho

no arguments no harsh words just stop fukkin wit eachother

 

[Fmju]

I can't eem remember. Me and my friends argue a lot but we always end up cool again within 24-48 hours

 

[OC's finest]

try to help my friend, but hes a crackhead.

ive watched him throw away a good job, get kicked out of his house, and splurge his life savings on crack cocaine.

hes currently unemployed, selling drugs for money, and living in a gang infested neighborhood.

dudes like my brother, we grew up together hustling n sh-t. i had to cut him off tho. cant help dudes that dont wanna help themselves. i kno one of these days ima get a call that he either OD'd, or got murdered. the choices we make

 

[Sensitive Blake Griffin]

Haven't had one gone sour in a long long time.

The last one that almost did, I was accused of stealing my friends weed because he left it in my passenger side seat and when I went to look for it in the morning it wasn't there. My dad must've took it and threw it away so my moms didn't see it but I was blamed.

Even though right after I looked for it I went to chill with that same friend and we smoked the rest of my own personal weed that I had.

Like why the fukk would I steal my own friends weed? It's just some weed, and I already had weed of my own.

 

[rocksteady]

my best friend was also a relative...

over the years he did a lot of shady shyt that i let slide. i overlooked his pathological lying, his jealousy, always putting others down (he even referred to himself as a hater), always gossiping and other weird shyt...

once we were adults there came an occasion where we had to work together.

i saw his method of operation completely in a different light. he would try to get other employees fired and fukk them over badly. he would instigate conflict for his own enjoyment...

he would go to one coworker and tell them that someone was talking shyt about them. then he would go to the other coworker and do the same. then these two would be in conflict.

the last straw was when i was due a huge raise with my new contract and he tried to undercut me so i wouldn't get the raise. i guess in his estimation, it was too much - now this is my best friend since childhood and also a relative.

i slowly realized he was a sociopath and that i couldn't be around him any longer, because he was bringing harm to me and those around me.

i realized that he had always done shyt like this to me, but i always overlooked it because it seemed like he was so loyal (he was a great liar) and he was blood. never thought a family member would want ill to happen to another family member.

then i recalled how he always used to ask his girlfriends at the time if they would fukk me or if they thought i was attractive, etc... i always found it to be weird, but never realized it was jealousy.



we had a lot of good times (no homo), but the dude just wasn't real... fukker is a sociopath to the core.

i had to cut him off completely.

i was fooled for a long time because he was very smart and knew how to manipulate mofos since he was very young. as he got older he was great at it, almost like being a master at his craft (of manipulation and lying and hurting others).

 

[Blacsmiff]

Ima tell yall a story bout a hoe ass snake. Long story, so bare with me. Used to work at a hotel doin the graveyard shift as a parttime job along with my studies. I'd have my boys come over cuz I had the entire hotel to myself. We would chill at the lounge area, play cards, watch a game, eat chicken and shyt. Sometimes a friend would come over, bring two girls with him and we'd smash in one of the rooms. Good times.

This one time tho, one friend of mine came unannounced with a dude I'm only vaguely familiar with and who tries to get in. I answer the door and I'm like because one of the managers was working overtime and was still in the hotel somewhere. I'm not supposed to have ppl come over obviously.

So this manager sees me talking to these guys and we act like we don't know each other and do a fake check in and give them the key to one of the rooms and tell them to stay there till that manager leaves and not to touch anything.

That manager left, they came down and before they left I checked the room to make sure it didn't look used, it looked fine. I dodged a bullet

Or so I thought.

A week later I got a call from my supervisor, asking me something didn't add up with room 212. Apparently the guest that got checked into that room forreal complained about used teabags in the trashcan. They were drinking fukking tea when I told them not to touch anything

But what really fukked me over was that manager, he told my supervisor about the two dudes that got checked into that room by me. They didn't find any records or payment of that check in. In other words: am about to get raped

I confessed, begged them not to fire me and all that shyt. I was lucky and got off with a warning. But I had to pay the room fee because I technically used the room. I lost a lotta trust and respect over this

Told my 'friend' to pay up. He promised me he would. What did this fakkit do? He called up my supervisor to verify if that money had to be paid

The supervisor confirmed, but he still never paid. I ended up paying for it.

Cut that fakkit off and never spoke since. Even our dads who are friends were like: the fukk happened between them this faq is a friend since childhood and a distant cousin, but he fukked it up. People been trying to have us let bygones be bygones, but naah .. fukk that bytch

 

[DreadHead P]

Did the nicca the first favor and he backed out on me, ended up ownin me $200 that I really wasn't even trippin over, get to me when you get it. Then a situation came up where I needed someone to go pick up one of my cars for me, he said he would go get it for me, but some how it ran out of gas less than 5 minutes away from his crib, he left it there and that's how it got towed, I was of town and they would only let the owner get it out the pound. Besides the fact that I'm pretty sure there should have been enough gas in it to get it to my crib, I'm like " you owe me $200 after ou left me hangin othe original favor and you can't even put $5 of gas in my car to get it up the street to your crib?". I pretty much killed all connections after than, I hit him on fb every once in a while to see if he got any of my cheese and that's it

 

[Family Man]

dude was texting my girl and calling her 4-5am, she showed me the text she never gave him any play and he was never upfront about it. i saw a couple text where he called her sexy and a couple comments about her body...that was all i needed to see...if i wasnt as close as i am with his fam and if i knew he would fight back, i wouldve put the beats on him. chillen with his fam and not him hurts that bytch nikka more than what i couldve done with my fist

from what i hear he still denies it to this day, but i had all the blatant evidence

 

[ThaBoyBam]

How he get your girl number?

 

[Uncle Trill]

Ima tell yall a story bout a hoe ass snake. Long story, so bare with me. Used to work at a hotel doin the graveyard shift as a parttime job along with my studies. I'd have my boys come over cuz I had the entire hotel to myself. We would chill at the lounge area, play cards, watch a game, eat chicken and shyt. Sometimes a friend would come over, bring two girls with him and we'd smash in one of the rooms. Good times.

This one time tho, one friend of mine came unannounced with a dude I'm only vaguely familiar with and who tries to get in. I answer the door and I'm like because one of the managers was working overtime and was still in the hotel somewhere. I'm not supposed to have ppl come over obviously.

So this manager sees me talking to these guys and we act like we don't know each other and do a fake check in and give them the key to one of the rooms and tell them to stay there till that manager leaves and not to touch anything.

That manager left, they came down and before they left I checked the room to make sure it didn't look used, it looked fine. I dodged a bullet

Or so I thought.

A week later I got a call from my supervisor, asking me something didn't add up with room 212. Apparently the guest that got checked into that room forreal complained about used teabags in the trashcan. They were drinking fukking tea when I told them not to touch anything

But what really fukked me over was that manager, he told my supervisor about the two dudes that got checked into that room by me. They didn't find any records or payment of that check in. In other words: am about to get raped

I confessed, begged them not to fire me and all that shyt. I was lucky and got off with a warning. But I had to pay the room fee because I technically used the room. I lost a lotta trust and respect over this

Told my 'friend' to pay up. He promised me he would. What did this fakkit do? He called up my supervisor to verify if that money had to be paid

The supervisor confirmed, but he still never paid. I ended up paying for it.

Cut that fakkit off and never spoke since. Even our dads who are friends were like: the fukk happened between them this faq is a friend since childhood and a distant cousin, but he fukked it up. People been trying to have us let bygones be bygones, but naah .. fukk that bytch

Over some tea bags? I think y'all should squash it, specially if you've been friends for that long.

 

[Hard Hitta]

It was in the 10th-11th grade ... I was good friends with him and his 2 brothers ... I mean best friends with all 3 and another guy who lived next door to them. We were like brothers I mean never had friends like that b4 them and still to this day...

We always drank and shyt but I started smokin weed alot and we all ended up going to different high schools (some of them went to alternative schools) and we didnt hang out much... I was skippin school alot, smokin weed just chillin and they would talk mad shyt about me smoking weed...

We still hung out but not as much and when I would bring this white boy around to our party's (he was a mutual friend of me and my main friend and knew all his bros since middle school) but they would fukk with him at the party's and this was like a year later and they started to smoke weed and party more like I did...


Basically I lost 3-4 great friends due to just not trying ... Me getting mad cuz they would talk shyt about me being a "weed head" and then all of them acting like they were on some other shyt when tey started... U know how nikkas are now always talking bout they got that loud n shyt.... Just didnt sit well with me.


Also we all had kids at a young age and did our own thing

 

[Ohnoits]

Were they putting in work?

If you've ever met a true psychopath you know how good they are at lying and blending into their surroundings. I slowly started to notice that they were doing a lot of shady shyt and were responsible for some really fukked up stuff among our circle of friends but were good at covering their tracks/getting other people to think they were responsible for it.

We (our pretty big group of friends of maybe about 8 people) were hanging out having dinner without them one night, and I brought up their behavior and other people started to come clean that they noticed something was off about them too and were starting to suspect the same things.

It was like being in an abusive relationship with your friend...with all of us. This person was very manipulative, scheming, liar, straight up no remorse about anything. Multiple lies, identities to people. Discovered a lot of the friends they claimed to have went running in the other direction to get the fukk away from them after figuring it out.

shyt was real deep

 

[Blacsmiff]

Over some tea bags? I think y'all should squash it, specially if you've been friends for that long.

shyt was deeper than tea bags breh.


I aint gone lie, sometimes I wanna patch things up, tell the nikka I'm not mad anymore. But shyt I got my principles, you violate my trust you get cut the fukk off. He used to be my nikka tho, I hate it had to be him

 

[Uncle Trill]

shyt was deeper than tea bags breh.


I aint gone lie, sometimes I wanna patch things up, tell the nikka I'm not mad anymore. But shyt I got my principles, you violate my trust you get cut the fukk off. He used to be my nikka tho, I hate it had to be him

You should give him one last chance to pay up for the room, if he still doesnt then yeah go on ahead and throw that friendship in the bushes

 

[Blacsmiff]

You should give him one last chance to pay up for the room, if he still doesnt then yeah go on ahead and throw that friendship in the bushes

I dunno breh, I already threw that 'friendship' in the bushes. I know I sound heartless, but this cat is dead to me.

Appreciate your concern, but heeyy