unfriending in the new age...

i don't know why I believed we were friends.... i should have known you were a friend shifter when you didn't come to my baby shower, but I went to yours, you didn't come to my wedding anniversary, didn't even call me to see if my babies were ok after I had them but I did all that for you... you didn't even call me to see if I was ok after my sister died or to see if the move went ok.... but you know what just put the icing on the cake for me... your twitter account, and a lack of me on it. How dare you say your mad at me for missing ONE lunch date.... when you my dear have missed my life.

SO call me tacky, call me whatever you want.... but don't call me your friend, because I am a good friend and I deserve better than that.


adios....

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