When you look up the definition for the words “best friends” this is what you find, a person you know well and regard with affection and trust. 

We’ve been “best friends” for nine and a half years now. Most of that time, it was me getting hurt and walked all over by you. You’ve yelled at me, you’ve called me names, you’ve put me in tears…but for some reason, I still let you in my life, because you were my best friend.

You have been the cause of every relationship I’ve had. The first one (both times) you got involved in some way, the second one you watched me get cheated on, and this one the guy chose to be with you over me.

You have basically used me to hang out with guys because your mom didn’t want you to hang out with them. You have then either ditched me to have sex with said guys or even worse, had me sit there in the room while you fucked them. 

I’ve spent ridiculous amounts of money on you, you’ve always sworn to pay me back, but you haven’t.  

You’ve talked behind my back, you’ve lied to me, gotten me in trouble with both of our moms…

So, after nine and a half years of your bullshit, I am finally done. I hope you know that I was the BEST friend you will ever have. Most of the friends you have, only stuck around because I was there…well guess what…I won’t be anymore. I’ll be in the lives of your family, they are my family..they always will be. But you aren’t family, you do not treat family the way you’ve treated me. 

This is my final goodbye.

So, GOODBYE.