Back Stabbing B.F's who replace you.
You know what's fucking crap? When you best friend is slowly replacing you. I mean to be honest if you were going to replace me at least do it with someone better than Her. Oh or hey maybe go back to being best friends with one of your old best friends. Hardly mention them nowadays. Also just because you don't get to see me everyday doesn't mean you can replace me. But then again Her moved to Baker right? Or am I wrong and did she transfer back? I mean I would've thought you'd see less of her but nope I was wrong. I have tried saving this but you aren't doing your part. Instead your doing your part on yours and Her's. I know best friends don't have to talk everyday but whenever I see you, you tell me at least a months worth of stories. I mean their funny and all but practically a month?? Really?? We talked more when I was in Spokane than we do now. You never tell me anything anymore and I feel hurt. I haven't even thought about 'replacing' you. I mean ya I might have a lot of best friends but you were there for me when I needed you. And vice-verse. You were there for all the Birch moments, the Senyuk, and Foust moments. Then the Birch moments again and your also the one who knocked sense into me. You were there when I was cutting and told on me. Now? Now your barely here for the Key Club moments. Which I feel like there'll be alot of by the way. I mean yeah you took me to Fright Fest with you but that was just b/c you didn't want to be a third wheel. You were the friend who'd play the music and I'd ask wtf is this? I'd tell you about my books and you'd say boring. Then we'd go to the park or on an adventure to get scars or impale me. You were the person who I told everything too. And vice-verse. But now?? We can barely keep a conversation going. I know you say your helping your mom but usually your hanging with Her or the Witch. Her more than The Witch but still. I knew She(her) was bad news the day we meet her and She is stealing my best friend and I can't do anything about it b/c then I'll seem rude. She is the reason I'm typing this rn. She bugged into our friendship and is tearing it apart. And I am not asking you to hang out with me every second of every day or to text me constantly I'm just asking for things to return to how they were. I would've thought we'd be friends until we're in wheelchairs complaining about the grilled cheese and how white the milk is. But if you'd rather not have that I understand. I just wish you would've told me beforehand so I wouldn't have looked like such a fool, trying to make you come back.
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