I cancelled a birthday party a couple of days before it was supposed to happen because I wanted to go hang out with some cooler people I was suddenly given the opportunity to hang out with and I’ve never felt guilty about it.

It was a bunch of years ago, I was a kid and one of my friends was having his birthday and I was invited to a party he was having. <br><br>I had promised to go and was planning on going but then I got invited to go hang out with some others and I thought they were cooler and wanted to go hang out with them instead. <br><br>I didn’t tell my friend about this though. I told him I wasn’t going to go and he was sad.<br><br>He begged me to go but I said no. <br><br>This was on a saturday morning, the party was supposed to happen on sunday. <br><br>Then on sunday I told him I was feeling sick and couldn’t come and he believed me. <br><br>I hung out with the other guys and had a great time and I never told him about it and never felt bad. I guess I was raised by a whore because my mom knew about this and wasn’t mad.