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Sorry hun, there goes that last straw. I've had enough of your shit making me feel like the one to blame for everything.

Honestly, I don't see how you're being the "mature one" by sending me a message on Facebook saying that shit to me. With all the fights we've ever had, I've at least called you out so we could talk about it by voice or in person and what not. I was hoping that the whole "silent treatment" thing would make you think about it, but obviously that didn't work out so well. Instead, you go and make me feel like the one that's wrong and you're the one that's being victimized and that I've been such a "shitty friend" to you and yet you keep going around telling people and shit about how you want us to rekindle our friendship. It doesn't make any sense whatsoever. If I'm such a bad friend to you, then why would you want us back together again?

I know why, it's because no one else came to your house to cheer you up with two tubs of ice cream when you and your boyfriend broke up.
No one else had pizza and movie days at your house.
No one else helped you with small favours. Even though you could've clearly done some of that shit yourself, I was there to help you with them.
No one helped you sign up for school, and if it wasn't for me, you probably wouldn't be in college right now.
No one else developed a good relationship with your mother, and I was the only one out of all of your friends that had earned her trust.
No one was able to tolerate your annoying rants about your "boys", even though you just pushed it to the point where it drove me crazy.
No one else knows about your deepest darkest secrets. And though I'm probably never going to be friends with you ever again, I won't tell a soul.
No one else considered you as a "best friend".
No one else cared about you just as much as I probably did.
So now can you truly say that I've never been there for you?

Thanks bitch, for taking me for granted. You obviously need me, as conceited as it sounds. If you really want us friends to be again, then prove it. This time for once, at least admit that you had some fault in it, because I'm tired of always being "wrong".