I just want to go back to how we were. Bestfriends being with each others houses every weekend, standing up for each other, having thousands of inside jokes, my parents loving you and your parents loving me, everyone knowing we were attached at the hip, inseparable, and most of all, happy. But I realize now that all you care about are your newfound friends that are SO much better than me I guess. Realizing that it was never your mom saying you couldn’t come over, but that it was just you having better things to do, and better people to be with. I guess because I’m not the prettiest or the most popular, I’m not good enough for you. You trust the people you’ve known for a year that have betrayed you before, more than you trust me, that you’ve known for 4 years, and I would never think of backstabbing you. But you do it to me like it’s nothing. I wish I could have realized all of this earlier, and saved myself the heartbreak. Saved myself the embarrassment of everyone knowing the secrets I trusted you with. I hope you know I’m done with you and I’m over it. Don’t come crying back to me. It’s funny how you’ll probably text me “hey.” After you see this acting like nothing ever happened. Just being nice to me to make me look like the bad guy, like you never did anything to me. And you know what, I don’t care if you tell everyone bad stuff about me, because I know the truth and that’s all that matters. I hope you’re happy. I wish you the best in life. This declares the end of the best friendship I’ve ever had. Bye.