Listening to: I'm A Fake-The Used
Feeling: wanted
I saw her today at work. It really bothered me, what she did to me, how could someone do that to their best friend!? After all those years of best-friendship, what could have I possibly done to deserve to be abadonned and treated the way I was by her and her mother. I don't get it, still to this day almost a year later. This will always be heavy on my heart. I hate her for leaving and sticking me with this shitty apartment and shitty roomate. I bet she gets off thinking about how she fucked me over, how powerful she was over me when she did this. Everyday I spend in this apartment is another victory for her. I want to explode with so many emotions when I see her, hatred, sadness, and
violence. I wish I could tell her how she makes me feel, what she has done to me over this past year without being in my life. I'm not saying I want to be friends with her ever again, and I'm sure the feeling is mutual, its just that I can't believe we're not friends anymore. I always believed that we would be friends forever. I guess you can't count on anyone in this world. I hope she fucking dies a slow painful death, she fucking deserves it.
im so sorry that you lost what apparently used to be a good friend.
things happen like that sometimes...
its just fate's way of letting us know that the inevitable still exists and that fate can intervene whenever it so pleases...
perhaps the next time fate intervenes with ur life, it'll be for a good cause....
best wishes,
stella