I’m tired of being sick and tired of all of this junk you put me through. We were BEST friends. That’s not a claim I tend to use lightly. And now what, because of this naive little miss priss I’m not longer your friend, no longer important?
What about him? Yeah, him and I have each other, but he used to have you too. He had you since KINDERGARTEN. But apparently, that means nothing.
Stop ignoring things.
Stop being immature.
And know that I’m stopping.
I’m going to stop caring about it.
You don’t, so why should I?
So much for friendships that last forever.
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