I think it's safe to say that in some point in every person's life they've come across the inevitable "fake friend." The friend who claims to be your "BEST FRIEND EVER" but only, coincidentally, when it is convenient for them. They will cancel plans on you when something better comes along, get annoyed with you when you don't include them, and every conversation you have with this person ultimately ends up revolving around them. They'll be the first to deceive you when they have something to gain, and the last to ever admit it. They are scared of confrontation and prefer to walk away than deal with anything more complex than "what do you want to do tonight?"

I've dealt with this type of person more than I probably should have. My most recent venture with a fake friend ended in a way that could only make me laugh. One day we're twitter friends, and the next day, we're not. Yup, just like that she wrote me out of her life with the simple click of a button. I admit that I was roped in and fully convinced that we were "soul partners" meant to become friends and be friends for the rest of our lives, so of course it came as a little bit of a shock when all communication was cut off via Twitter .

I was always, always there for her whenever she needed me. That shoulder to cry on, the person who would meet for late night drinks because she was having a bad day. To me, that's friendship. Where was she when I needed her though? Well, it depended on the day, but it generally involved guys, happy hours, or something that satisfied her more than listening to the things I needed to vent about. The realization of this person being a fake friend came to me after the notorious unfriending. I seem to remember a time in life when if you were mad at someone, you told them. Now a days, with the click of a button and an "unfriend" you can send a pretty big message and never have to deal with any type of confrontation. Fake friends are notorious for doing this. I'm glad you let social networking do your dirty work, coward.

When I started reflecting on letdown after constant letdown, I realized that I was nothing more to her than just someone to pass the time with. I wanted to kick myself for not realizing it sooner, however, you always want to see the best in people right?

So why does this happen? How do people become this way? That's a question we'll never find an answer to. The older we get, the harder relationships get, there's no denying that. There's more pressure, more drama, and more reasons to want to walk away when things get hard. Life was so much easier when your biggest worry was being chased in grade school and if there was going to be pizza left in the cafeteria by the time you got there.

There's no worse feeling than being the person on the other end of the fake friend friendship. The one that actually cares. The one that believes that there is more to the friendship and trusts that person. And no matter what, that person always ends up getting let down or hurt over it.

If there's one thing I've learned in my x years of life, it's that friendships only count in quality and not quantity. Fake friends will bounce around to anyone who is willing to have a good time with them, but they never have any sort of connection beyond that. It's sad to think about. I'd rather sit at home alone on a Saturday night and know that I have a few close friendships out there, than to parade myself around from person to person only to eventually end up alone.

So, fake friends of the world, I offer you this little piece of advice: the world does not revolve around you, and unless I really misunderstood elementary school science, you are not the moon, so grow up already.