It's funny. I knew that if it wasn't for college, we wouldn't be friends. I'm not stupid. If I didn't pretend, I would have never been able to survive the last two years with you. With your constant complaining and constant bragging, I always wished I had a handgun with me. Only so I could shoot myself in the face when I really couldn't understand why I was even listening to the things you said.

I'm angry but not really. Not anymore at least because now I have come to terms with everything but I am hurt. I'm hurt that I almost believed we were friends. I'm hurt that I wasted so much time for you to turn around and treat me like this. It was fine, when it was me getting shot, we would still be friends, is what you said but the minute you didn't get what you wanted, you excluded me. You probably bitched about me behind my back, tried to get everyone on your side. Made everyone pity you and move further from me. Exchanged stories about how bitchy I was or how annoying I was and how you handled me, being very proud of yourselves at that moment. It's fine because I admit, I did the very same thing.

You said it yourself, I always saw the silver linings in things. And now, I'm doing what I do best, and I see the silver lining with this because now, I won't have to pretend to be someone I'm not. I won't have to make you happy or help with your self-esteem issues. I have my own to handle.

I'm sad, of course I'm sad but I've had this happen to me before and I won't make the same mistakes. I won't let you back in, just so you can take advantage of that. I'll listen to your stories and such but there won't be emotional input anymore. I have better things to do with my emotions. I'd rather be on my own then with you because what you did to me was unfair and uncalled for. I was only trying to do my job.

I'm not going to explain myself to you because that would be too tiring. You already have an idea in your head and I won't be the one trying to change it. I'm not going to be the one who's going to constantly call you pretty so you feel better about yourself. I'm not going to be part of your pity party. I'm done with that and I am done with you.