I don't get it, 'best' . You know, i really, really don't. I don't understand, how you can call someone your bestfriend. Spend so much time with them, and NOT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THEM IN THE END. You changed so much. But yaknow what? I still was there. through everything. through all our ridiculous emotional moments, to our crack ups. I was there. If you cared about me, like you said you did, you would wanna TRY and put some effort to keep our friendship. You would do MORE than the "high expectations" you say i have that you "can't live up to". they're not expectations. If you really were my bestfriend, you would care enough to try to keep me in your life. You would try to talk to me over summer. You wouldn't try to avoid hanging out with me. I don't expect you to circle the globe for me and write 1000 letters. THOSE are high expectations. i just hope that you would care enough to show me you do? Oh but silly me, that wasn't gonna happen.
Before, you were always there for me. no matter what. You would always talk about crap with me. You'd call me when somethings wrong, you would do this and that and that. now? you do nothing. And when i finally, finally have the guts to tell you about this? to make it better? You blame it on me. It was getting better the first couple days you knew something was wrong with me. Because you were worried. Scared i was treating you different. Scared that i wasn't there for you like i always was right? and that bugged you. So you started fixing everything. You started doing all the things i hoped the letter would make you do. So i let my guard down. Started caring about you, and being there like before. MY MISTAKE. Cause what did that do? that made you think "Hey, now she's fine, it's back to normal, now i can go back to not giving a fuck about her and her feelings and how i'm hurting her, making her cry, making her sad. I don't have to care anymore, cause she does that for the both of us." WOW WOW WOW. And then you have the nerve to rub everything i wrote in the letter into my face? Making me feel bad saying "ima promise breaker. im a bad friend" you mocked me on saying that i said not to write back. You know why i said that? BECAUSE I KNOW YOU. I knew you wouldn't. And you said "i won't promise to write back but i promise we'll talk about this" You know what 'best' you're probably not gonna do that either.
I hate being so selfless. i hate being caring. because this whole time, this whole past year i held in everything. i held in the fact i feel used by you. i held in the fact i honestly did believe my "bestfriend" didn't care about me. I held in everything you did that hurt me. Because i knew if i told you, you would feel bad about yourself. this whole time best? YOU WERE THE ONE THAT MADE ME SAD. You were the reason. I went through all this pain and crap so you were happy. and no i'm not happy. i don't know anything. now i don't even have a "bestfriend" to be there for me. Sometimes 'Best' , i think our friendship was a lie. It never really did make sense that you were bestfriends with me. A person like you and a person like me bestfriends? Noooo. was i your pitty friend? was the only reason you were bestfriends with me because you were USING ME. You were using me to feel cared about. to get good grades. to not be alone. you were using me. Maybe thats why you're letting go of this friendship so easily. Maybe thats why you don't care. Because you never really did in the first place. maybe thats why. because i'm not a good enough friend for you right? Best, you have no clue, how much you've hurt me. I don't matter tho right? I'm too good of a person, to be friends with you. I'm too good of a friend. too good of a friend to be treated like crap by their "bestfriend" too good of a friend to feel alone and not cared about by the person that's SUPPOSED TO CARE THE MOST.
I have so much anger and sadness in me. I can't even be around you anymore without either hating you, or missing being your friend. I guess it is good we didn't get classes together. Cause this happens for a reason. I hope your happy with yourself. I hope you're happy saying that you hurt the only one who really was there for you. Who really did care more than anyone else. Because I, michelle lani "winona" mendoza reyes, cared when no one else gave a fuck about you. And no matter how mad i am at you, no matter how much you hurt me, i still do. I still do care about you. You're still my bestfriend. But this is too much. I really don't know what's up with us now, but no matter what happens, i'll always be thankful i had you in my life or have you in my life. I'll be thankful i had a bestfriend that was there for me. And now you're not. I'll be thankful. and i'll remember the laughs and the tears. I'll remember the amazing person i was so glad to call my bestfriend. the girl in middle school who was happy. who was the funniest, happiest, most confident, thankful, kind, caring, beautiful person i knew. I hope you can find that again. I hope one day, you'll look back on this and realize what you won't right now. That i was there, when no one was. That i was probably one of the best friends you would have in your entire life. And you didn't care enough to keep that. You didn't care enough to consider what i'm felling like right now. and you lost me.
I love you Best. I would say "always and foreve_" like you used to but im just gonna put an 'r' at the end because there is an end to "forever" . So always and foreveR.
take care of yourself,
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