If you slept through your frosh year history classes like I did most of the time (sorry not sorry), you might’ve missed the memo that today marks the Ides of March. In 44 BC, Julius Caesar was stabbed in the back by a group of senators led by Brutus, someone he considered a bestie. Dying is already tough, but to go out at the hand of someone who you loved makes it even colder. When Drake first introduced his “no new friends” philosophy to the world, I didn’t understand it. It’s nearly impossible to avoid making new friends if you’re a normal, well-adjusted person who’s willing to venture outside of your bedroom and/or has Tinder. After a recent binge marathon of “The Hills” (complete with sugar cookie dough and $10 wine, natch), I kind of see what Champagne Papi’s saying. Fake friends are a sneaky bunch, usually hiding under the guise of a sunny smile. But if you keep your grass cut, the snakes are much easier to spot.
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