I’m sick of apologizing for things that I didn’t do just to keep our friendship alive. You say you care about me and you want to be involved in my life, but I tell you things and you act like you could not care less.
I almost killed myself because of you…and you didn’t even notice.
If I didn’t have that one friend that actually gave a shit, I would be dead right now.
And you have the nerve to call yourself my best friend? You have no idea how to be one of those.
