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I’m not here for you.
After 2 years of no sight or sound from my former best friend, I got a text about a month ago. He said, “I miss you, and I was wondering if you could help me out.”
What a load of bullshit. Don’t “I miss you” me when you’re messing with a 15 yr old fat girl and your pathetic 22 yr old ass can’t get a job and quit relying on HER!
I have no sympathy for a bum, a thief, or a liar. And unfortunately, he was a bum and liar. Honestly, I miss him. I miss the old days, the old crew. But these are the new days, and my new crew ain’t that bad. Better than your skinny, whoring ass.
So here’s to me letting go of you for good. There’s no going back, there’s no reconciliation. You’ve lost me, and it’s for the better. For me anyways. For you? I’m sure there’s plenty of minors for you until you move onto the next one to mooch off of.