All this anger. Why am I even giving this situation any energy? I did everything I was supposed to do. You, on the other hand, have been a piece of shit. I seriously cannot stand you.

I’m tired of thinking about how to stay friends with you when clearly you don’t care. One of these days you are going to realize that I was one of the truest friends you ever had. I was always honest with you, always answered when you called, always around. I considered you one of my best friends, but at some point I stopped being yours. Maybe this is what happens when you get older, people fade. The thing is, I still would have been there for you. Now, never mind. I’ll be cordial, but we will be strangers. I’ll be so polite as to even act like nothing happened. Maybe one of these days you will realize that you want to be friends with me and talk to me more. However, I don’t think that day is coming soon. This has been eating me up inside. I thought that it was everyone, not just you, but now I realize the truth. I’m a great person (that sounds conceited but it isn’t) and if you don’t see that then you aren’t worth too much of my time. I’m done. Thanks for being there when you were, though. I do appreciate you for what you were to me at one point. I’m just tired of being bitter about what you aren’t anymore. Up until this point, I over analyzed every single event that has brought us to this point. That was a waste of time. Life is too short. I can’t keep being hurt over this. Thanks for being a true friend, when you were. I won’t be sad about it anymore. 

It is disgusting.