Friends.... Really?

So, lately, I've been hearing the word 'friend' thrown around a lot and this has really gotten me to thinking. What is a friend anyway?

Here are dictionary.com's definitions:

friend

-noun

1. a person attached to another by feelings of personal regard or affection.
2. a person who gives assistance; patron, supporter
3. a person who is on good terms with another; a person who is not hostile *PAUSE*

If a friend is supposed to be someone who is attached to another by affection or personal regard and someone who isn't hostile; then tell me this.

What about if you have mixed feelings? You know that person... The one you care about, you want the best for, but you want to punch them in the face and stomp that ass at the same time? What do you define your relationship with that person as? Is that friendship? I'm pretty sure harboring 'I want to whoop your ass' feelings would fall into the hostile category. I have a few people like that in my life right now, and quite frankly it's freaking tiring. It's like, "Shut the f*ck up!! We aren't friends; maybe we were friends...but right at this very moment? No, you and I are not friends. So please just leave me the hell alone before your face gets smashed."

I don't know! Maybe I'm just angry! But seriously, get out of my face with that. I want nothing but the best for you but I can do that from a distance. Because apparently I think bodily harm is good for you too.

On a related sidenote....

It kills me how people think that they can treat you any raggedy old way and still call themselves your friend. Everyone is running around doing what they think is best/easiest for them, whether that be at your expense or not, and I'm the asshole running around trying to accomodate everyone else... I must be some type of idiot. Enough of that sh*t!

Ain't nothin' else to say!

F.B.G.M.