I must say...this is getting quite old.

My dear friend, I hate you. I hate you for telling me to be happy, but everytime I am, you do something to ruin it. You say you don't mean to, but I know better. You say you've moved on, but why won't you let me? I told you that I'd never forget you, because I really did love you. And I meant it. But I want to remember the good, and all you've been giving me lately is bad. Tell me, how does all you're elementry drama help our situation? It doesn't. So knock it off. I don't know why you feel like you have to go around my back, and tell people what I say. You twist my words, and it pisses me off quite frankly. Just knock off the bullshit.
I'm happy again, and apparently you can't stand that. I wanted to be friends with you, but my mom's right. I don't want to be around you if all you're going to do is treat me like shit. I don't need it. I feel bad enough as it is. You're making it so that I look like the good guy here.
Quit trying to be like your brother. He's a loser, and he'll never get far in life being the alcoholic teenager he is. And your other one is a loser too. I thought you would turn out different, make something of yourself. but apparently you're headed in the wrong direction. Driving like an idiot is not cool, just F.Y.I. You piss people off like that. Giving me the middle finger when you think i'm not paying attention isn't cool either. it's fucking childish. If I could have anything right now, it would be to have my two best friends to GROW UP. you and ryan have no reason to be mad anymore. I'm with Glenn, but you told me you don't care. You're over me. You're hanging out with Erin tomorrow, and I hope you have a great time. I'm not going to be immature about this. I won't stoop to your level.

Today: "I love you, baby."