even though sometimes i miss you, part of me is glad we aren’t friends anymore. i have a different life now with different friends. i know you absolutely hate my guts and i’m not happy with the shit you’ve done to me but i don’t hate you. i know you think that i want you back in my life but the truth is i don’t. i’ve let go and i’ve moved on with my life. our friendship was never going to work out anyway and i had a feeling of that right before it ended. you changed so much and not in a good way. bye forever.