Not My Friend.

Okay, you always used to say that Mercedes and I were equal. That we mattered the same amount to you.

But have you noticed that whenever you talk about your hurt feelings, it's always ME that "stole" her from you. I never meant shit to you, and you know it. You've known it since all this started last July.

It's wasn't ever about losing your two best friends. It was about losing your one best friend, Mercedes. Never about me. I just can't believe that you're such a jerk that you feel the need to make me the bad guy in all of this. YOU were the reason we started hanging out more and more. It was YOUR choice not to go to Greensburg, but you convinced her to go. So we got close.

Grow up and deal with it.

I know it's immature to post this, to talk trash on the internet, but it's the best way. I'd probably punch you if we talked about this face to face. You just piss me off SO much these days. And it isn't fair that you're over there whining about it, making me out to be the jerk that ruined your friendship with her. Look at the situation again honey, and you'll see it WAS ALL YOU.