Wow, the post title really clashes with my blog name. Oh well!(;
First day of school tomorrow. Yay. -_- I don't want to go back. Ever. Haha(:
First day of school tomorrow. Yay. -_- I don't want to go back. Ever. Haha(:
If you'll observe the image above, you'll see two teenage girls. A dirty blonde and reddish brunette. These two girls have been best friends since the third grade. They used to be inseparable, well until today that is. Because one has some serious issues and the other tried to be there for her. But she got pushed away, and insulted and scolded. That girl is me.
That's me and who used to be my best friend, it was an endless summer day, we had done each others hair and make up for fun, and we'd biked into town. But that's before she became the monster she is now. It kills me to say that but I don't know what else to say because that's the truth. She's anorexic, depressed, suicidal and very possibly bipolar. She's been like this for about 8 months. I did my best to be there for her but she didn't care. She blames me for her "bitchiness" and so do her parents. she picks fights with md over everything and insults me constantly. Shes almost never there for me and dosnt appriciated a thing I do for her. I relize I'm not perfect and I have my faults but I just had to tell somebody about hers because she dosnt relize she's not a great friend either. I finally told her I can't deal with this anymore, she called me a bitch and told me she wanted to slap me. I'm starting to think she was never a great friend but than I think back to all the memories we've made and how amazing those times were. Well I guess what I'm trying to say is did I make the right choice? :/
That's me and who used to be my best friend, it was an endless summer day, we had done each others hair and make up for fun, and we'd biked into town. But that's before she became the monster she is now. It kills me to say that but I don't know what else to say because that's the truth. She's anorexic, depressed, suicidal and very possibly bipolar. She's been like this for about 8 months. I did my best to be there for her but she didn't care. She blames me for her "bitchiness" and so do her parents. she picks fights with md over everything and insults me constantly. Shes almost never there for me and dosnt appriciated a thing I do for her. I relize I'm not perfect and I have my faults but I just had to tell somebody about hers because she dosnt relize she's not a great friend either. I finally told her I can't deal with this anymore, she called me a bitch and told me she wanted to slap me. I'm starting to think she was never a great friend but than I think back to all the memories we've made and how amazing those times were. Well I guess what I'm trying to say is did I make the right choice? :/
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