Dude, I’ve never had such bad friend drama.
I am a nice fucking person. As a friend, I will drop so many things for you without even thinking twice. But when you piss me off, there is no going back.
First and foremost, you are the biggest bitch in the world. And I say this without any hesitation. Not only are you more than happy to leave all of your friends for a guy you’ve known for two weeks, you’ve never acted like a genuinely caring friend. There were times where I drove you around town because you felt like going out. Even though I had shit to do, I drove you everywhere because you were my friend. The one time I ask you for a small favor (because you asked if I needed anything), you said that I only hit you up when I needed something. That hurt so much. You also constantly give me attitude when things are not going according to plan. Throughout our whole friendship, I felt like I had to refrain from saying or doing certain things because you’d bitch at me. That’s not the kind of relationship I want with anyone.
I realized how lonely you will be when your boyfriend finally dumps you (let’s be honest, it ain’t gonna last). You’ll be stuck with your room mate and best friend. You always complained about her, so we’ll see how long you guys can last too. And as for your best friend, you told me and other people (who aren’t even close to your best friend) that she was being a hoe. What kind of a best friend tells other people that they are sleeping around with a bunch of guys? That secret should’ve been kept between you and her. This makes me reevaluate everything I’ve ever told you. And I’ve still kept the secret about you in 8th grade that you told me not to tell ANYONE. On top of that, you don’t even hang out with her because she moved on and found better company. I should’ve too.
The second person I wanted to roast was the room mate. How was I even friends with you? You are the most boring person I’ve ever met. You talk about how we never invite you to things, but you never come up with things to invite us to. Why is it that I am the one with the responsibility of planning hang outs? Not only that, but you’re also a really negative person. I cannot hang out with someone who puts me in a bad mood when I am with them. When I vent to you and complain about my day, it would be nice to just have someone to listen to. You ALWAYS top my complaints with how shitty your day was. This is and never was a competition. Also, don’t volunteer for positions and run for club officer if you’re going to complain and be negative about it.
When I choose my friends, they have to be a positive impact on my life. There is no way I ever want to mend these relationships because they’ve caused me so much stress and produce way too many bad vibes. I want to talk to them to give them closure, but I’m never going back. This shit isn’t worth it.