Now if she's reading this right now, I'm screwed. But, this is it..all Amber ever talks about are her boyfriends. Jon this, Mike that, Logan did, Tony didn't, he said, she said and on and fucking on. Everytime we're talking, she changes the whole damn subject to about how while she was on the phone with Jon he was wasted with Cameron Ford and Logan Evans. I can't even talk about my theories on the world or my day without something about what her and Alexa did after school which always leads to Jon. She's literally told me, to my face, that "guys aren't my thing" and that I'm "not hyper enough". She fucking goes around smelling god damn permanent markers to get high! She..uggh..she never wants to talk about anything other than her, how hot she is, how every guy likes her, and how "confused" she is. She's also said that she's more social than me. The truth is, I hate talking to her. It's bad enough that I don't have a boyfriend, she seems to somehow rub it in. I've simply gotten used to her way of the world. My eyes see something I can't put in words..probably failure. And for what, I do not know. Lamely put, how is she any better than me? What does she have that I don't? Once you've been friends with her for so long, your vision gets warped into something of her design, something hyper, confused, and "sexy". Why do you think I'm so angry? I've just recently found friends that I can talk to about the world, something I take pleasure in, and something else besides guys, because most of them are assholes, anyway. I'm not a prep. I shouldn't have made up with her, but I thought it was just me..maybe it was I who should change. But I'm wrong.
It was her who made me depressed last year. I wonder if she has any remorse for that. For anything. It's like..aah..I don't know. So yeah. But you all made me feel good about myself, so thanks.
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