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As much as I should...I can never hate her. I can't hate anyone. No matter what they do or say...hate is a feeling I can't seem to express. People say that makes me nice...but where has that gotten me? Being nice has just gotten me stepped on and taken for a fool. Then again...being nice has also gained friendships...and being honest keeps your friends too. So...maybe not hating people isn't such a bad thing...maybe it will make me the better person. I don't like it when people hate me...but this time I could care less. I've tried so hard to make her happy and I have considered her feelings above my own many times...but I'm done trying. I quit...if I have to constantly go out of my way to keep someone happy with me...I don't think it's worth it. I was there for her when she did need me...and I stood up for her even when she wouldn't have done the same for me...it was fun while it lasted. It's over now...at least it seems like it. I just wish she would hate me to my face...no bitter feelings. I'll still stand up for her...because as much as I don't care about staying her friend...I do care about her being happy. I'm just lame like that I guess.