we've been best friends for three
years.
in the past month you have said "f you, b" to
me
i can't curse but she called me the "b" word. and
used the f bomb on me. three times since the beginning of
january. it hurts, knowing that you won't be there for me
anymore. knmowing it won't be the same as it always has been
through these 3 years. i might be laughing about it and saying
that it doesn't mean anything to me, but i just broke down.
it does mean something to me..
i'm crying.
it used to be the four of us. inseperable. always hanging out.
sleepovers, deep talks, homework, shopping, ski trips. now
it's the three of you. i'm once again
the outsider. no one to sit with at lunch while i watch all you
guys laughing. you've also found new friends. all the preps.
how i wish they'd notice my existence. how i wish you would
be the same person you are when you're actually in a good
mood. ugh. ugh..
