Fuck you and fuck her too.

Over the past few days, I’ve come to realize that I don’t need you fuckers. After all the effort and pain I had to go through to try and fix this bullshit, I realized that all you did was make my life miserable. The past few months have been hell because I tried so hard to change things back to how it used to be.

I’ve realized that things will never be what is used to. I’ve realized that the reason I was holding on for so long was because I missed who you used to be and all the great memories we had together. 

Some of the things you guys say and do make me embarrassed to ever have called you guys my best friends. Embarrassed. I don’t understand how we were ever friends, because if I knew then what I know now (lol Backstreet Boys reference) then I wouldn’t have put up with all your bitching and drama.

All you guys ever do is talk. About everything and everyone. Even things that are unnecessary. That’s the reason why you had to deal with so much shit. That’s the reason why I had drama surrounding me every five seconds. Because you can’t stop fucking talking about people. 

Sometimes change is good.

Even though I’ve just realized it, my life without you has been great.

My new life motto is: “Fuck bitches, get money.” Because all girls are bitches and always find a way to fuck shit up.

Oh and it’s great that you and her are friends again. It’s just peachy. And the fact that she didn’t make you choose between them two, even though you are her bitch, just makes my life a whole lot better. Yeah. Fuck you.