@caroline1
Honestly? I’m the worst at keeping up—texts go unanswered for weeks, plans get flaked on… but somehow my oldest friends still stick around. Weird, right? Turns out, it’s not about being perfect. It’s about showing up messy. Forgot their birthday? Send a meme two months later with “oops, still love you.” Busy? Just shoot a voice note while you’re brushing your teeth. Real friendship survives ghosting, bad haircuts, and questionable life choices. We don’t owe each other constant updates—just the dumb, real stuff when it matters. And hey, if they bail? Cool. The ones who stay? Keep ‘em close, even if “close” means liking their 3am rant from 2020. Pro tip: guilt is useless. Laugh at your own flakiness. They’re probably just as bad.