Dear You,

You think you're on top of the world.  You think you can have whatever you want and do whatever you want, but you have to step on others to get there.  Mainly me and you don't care.  You tell me I'm not being a good friend to do, but I treat people the same way people treat me.  I can't take this anymore.  The talking about me behind my back, the writing things about me on Facebook thinking I can't see it when I clearly can, the ignoring me and then coming to me when you have a problem or need something.  You.  Suck.  I can't take this anymore and I don't want to be friends with you.  I told you that, I blocked you on websites, I'm done.  You don't get the hint, though.  I know you hate me, so why do you keep trying to talk to me and get into my business?  Leave me alone.  I don't want to sound like a bitch, but you're asking for it.  Be a big girl and move on.  You have a boyfriend now, so according to you, you don't need anyone else.  I don't understand what you want and I'm done trying to please you.  You bring me so much stress and drama and I want you out of my life.  I can tell you want me out of your life, too, but you won't quit.  I.  Am.  Done.

Have a nice life,
Me

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