Dear ex-friend,
It's weird, it's not what it used to be, this friendship. Ever since you started doing drugs, you're such a different person. I'm sure that those things that hurt you in the first place are still hurting you, I'm sure your sister's still depressed, I''m sure your parents fight and you're brother is away at college, I'm sure you've lusted after that boy who really has moved on, but I'm sure of other things. I'm sure that I have bigger problems. It's kind of sad, really, that you go to drugs after that small little bit of stuff. It makes me feel strong to look at you, flirting, doing disgusting things to get away from what you don't want to face, and me, here, looking you in the over-eyelined eye, facing you, trying to tell you how I feel. I'm going to break it to you: blocking me on AIM? Very temporary. I'm not going to give up. I'm going to talk to you, but it's not because I want you back. It's because I want you to know what you're doing to yourself. And then... only then... will I focus on me, and my problems. No, I'm not cutting. No, I'm not on drugs. Nope, I'm not exposing my boobs to some guy. But yes, I am feeling down. I love a boy, who might just love me back, but even if he did, he's not allowed to admit it to me, (and I can't admit it to him) all because of one girl who moved on, but still feels in control of him. I can scratch his name into sand, paper, wood, anything, but it won't make him fall in love with me. But the thing is, I'm not doing it so that he'll look at me, I'm doing it because that's how I feel. I love him. I really do, but I'm postponing him, pushing him behind you. And he's not even the biggest of my problems. So I'm writing you this letter, so this whole thing can end. What I told the counsilor? So little information. She hardly even knows... And who was in there with me? Two people. Two people who won't admit it. And I'm sorry for you, that you intimidate them so much that they can't even talk to you. What else? Oh, there's just the slight problem that you badmouth me to your new friends, who happen to l i k e me and tell me all the things you say about me. Face it, girl, you're cornered. I really don't need you to blab on about your silly little world, because all it does is make me laugh in comparison to my much, much bigger ones, and your much, much bigger reaction to your own problems.
I'm letting you know, that slowly, eventually,
I'm moving on.
- the best friend you'll ever have.
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