“You are not fit to give me advice.” I pondered this thought as I walked to the train. I thought of how my supposed “best friend” could be such a bitch. I told her about how I got advice from a bum, a guy that was about to kicked out of his house, and a former troubled youth that helped me gain more control over my life and she tells me I am unfit to give her advice.

The same girl told me I should wait for a girl to come to me. Well, I don’t believe in that serendipity shit. Most people would agree that if you want to succeed in life you have to be willing to work for it. Most people would say that if you want to get to money you gotta be a “go getter.” Why not the same for relationships. But back to the point, she told me that I am not in the position to help her, yet I have powerful contacts. People who can make things happen. But hey, she’s right. I am not in a position to help her because I am not her. Moral of the story is that all people can help you, no matter outside appearances.