i've grown up, & now you don't like th fact that i'm not your little bitch anymore. we're not as close as we used to be because you don't get your way with me like you used to. you're so nasty & i can't believe you put me through all of that shit. & this may sound as nasty as you are, but i am so glad we're not that great of friends anymore. thinking about it, you just used me. when you had noone you'd come to me because you knew i'd let you treat me th way you did, i was a pushover with you. and through out th past year or two, i've realised who my true friends are! & i'm glad you're not one anymore.
