I remember you telling me that you would always be there for me. Well that, and everything else about our friendship, was a lie. I have to tell myself every day that you are not my friend to keep from hoping that you’ll call and apologize. I’ve never been so hurt and betrayed in my life; and so far, all the hugs in the world aren’t helping me cope with the pain you’ve left me.
I could go on forever, but I’m done being sad about losing you. You aren’t worth my tears.
Fuck You 🙂
P.S. You’re not getting back your shirt. At least I got something good out of our friendship.