Dear compulsive liar,
Why do you insist on continuously screwing up our friendship? Do I really mean so little to you that you can keep something so important to yourself without even trying to tell me? For christ's sake, you're the one insisting I'm so important to you and that we are best friends, so why do you treat me like I'm so insignificant? You keep telling me I'm not insignificant - then effing treat me like it. My mother effing... boyfriend, or whatever he is, knew before I did. Yeah, Jared told him, and told him not to tell me. For weeks upon weeks I've been trying to salvage whatever is left between us, but by they way you act you seem pretty content to sever all ties. I'm so, so tired of all this drama starting between us, and don't you dare try and put any of this on me. It's nobody's fault but your own. I won't put up with any of this ever again, I can assure you. When the going gets tough, the tough gets going - don't expect me to wait around for you to screw your life up again, if you're just going to use me as a shoulder to cry on when it suits you. If you can't let me in, or treat me like an actual friend, I won't be around for you to call me one.
P.S. Call me "absorbed" in him ever again - and any reference to pacifism I may have made is going straight down the drain, along with any last shred of respect I have for you. I won't ever forgive you for that, I promise.
Sincerely, your "best friend."
