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It's all about you, isn't it? I know you don't care what I think but I do remember a time when we were close. But all for what? Can you honestly name a reason why you act that way to me? It's extreamly childish and ironiclly enough it's the type of attention you crave. I've put up with everything you've dished out. All the snide remarks, the spiteful comments, the myspace bullying, and the whole time everyone telling me: "don't worry, that's just the way she is." I think of all the things I've ever done for you and how I smiled through gritted teeth. I've actually been nice to you when you didn't deserve it. I offered to help you when you needed it and been there in your saddness. Just be happy, without it being at the cost of someone else's saddness.