She's a Crashing Star and He's Just a Shithead.

DISCLAIMER: There's a lot of swearing in this post. Deal with it.

It hurts when a friend thinks she can get away with anything.

It hurts when she knew she was hurting you but still wanted forgiveness.

It hurts when she thinks she can get everything she wants, except AP math. Seriously? I lose two good friends and the only problem she has in her life is that she’s not in AP math.

I do not detest her. I can’t. We have “history” together. And she wants me to be her friend, despite screwing me over, because of that reason. She says, “Queen, why don’t you come over?” And she has the audacity (n. willingness to take bold risks) to look me in the eye and say she wants to become better friends with me. Because we’ve drifted. And I argue with everybody to go. Because I always thought she was a good friend. That she would never hurt me. Never take away something I cared so much about.

Not that I care anymore. He helped her screw me over. When I told Poopiehead that I liked him, the only person he cared about was her. He asked me if that was the reason she said no, because I liked him and she was apparently sweet enough not to hurt me like she did. He blamed ME. And that’s what sucks. That I didn’t realize at the time that Poopiehead not only screwed me over, but the only reason we were such good friends was because I tried everything for him. Even when it hurt, I still talked to him, listened to his problems when BELIEVE IT OR NOT POOPIHEAD, I HAVE A LIFE TOO AND I GET PROBLEMS TOO. It sounds so depressing, but I always listened to him. A L W A Y S. and now I don’t even know who he is. It’s like I opened myself up to a stranger for more than a year.

Fuck them.

I’m not saying I’m pissed at her still. Truth is, I don’t care about their lives. It’s just that I made so much of an effort with the both of them, but they didn’t care at all, and now she’s begging for things to go back the way they were but she needs to lose something, because not only did I lose the guy I was nutty about, but also two good friends because of a relationship that, let’s face it, will one day end. Which sounds bitchy. And maybe they’re hopelessly in love. So why did they go behind my back for two weeks? That just proves that they knew they were doing something wrong.

Good for them. I’m happy for them, I really am. But they need to stop caring about how I feel. They showed just how much they do when they lied to me for two weeks.

So Poopiehead and Superstar, or whatever your name is, this is our last goodbye.

Peace the fuck out,

Queen.

P.S. I need a new guy to like. I wish our school wasn’t filled with so many retards.

P.P.S. If you’re reading this Superstar, or whatever, can you please not act like you care about my feelings anymore? Just stop. Let me heal without you. You can’t always get what you want. And if you break up with Poopiehead because of this, I will never speak with you again. I’m not even kidding.

And you know what else?

I. Don't. Give. A. Shit. Anymore.