I can tell I'm close to my period. Besides being in one mood another, I'm finding it entertaining to piss people off. Meh. I'm not sorry nor do I honestly care. There are other people she could talk to. If I have to do this every fucking week to get her to hate me, then so be it. Our friendship? What friendship?! She wants me physically there for her. I'm not. I can't give her what she fucking wants. Part of me wants her to hate me. Well, most of me. There's that small part of me that feels sympathy and hates myself, but that isn't large enough to make any difference. I want her to just go away from me. Simple. I don't think she's ever learned that she has to share me with someone. I personally think she's jealous that I have someone closer to turn to instead of her. But you know what, I would much rather turn to Mike to say what is bothering me. He actually gives me advice, not to mention LOVES me enough to care. He tries to make me feel better. I love him so. I'm just fed up with her arrogant attitude of always being right. That's why I didn't like her in the first place and I hate that it's fucking back. I don't want to deal with it a second fucking time. I. Refuse. So, I'll piss her off. If she wants to be a little bitch then fine. The reason I never bothered to get into her problems is because of what she has become. Not like she'd listen to a fucking thing I said now anyway. Cause obviously...buying a Playstation 3 is the smartest fucking thing to do when your family is in need of help. But you know...what the fuck do I know?! Not like I ever had to deal with that. Puh. It makes me sick. At least my spending is always under $100. Except for that damn PS2. Mother fucker. It was for Mike. I never buy him anything. I'm making it up. He bought me so much. I deserve to give him something. ~Kaylaface♥