been thinking little thoughts... attention to the details

Dear dear:

First off, I wrote this a long time ago... let's see, gee, at the beginning of the year!!

And you know what, Chelsea? I sent you an email yesterday and I don't think you ever got it. This is what it said:

'All you do is bitch at me for something I did in the PAST or bitch about someone that's always bitching about you. if you're just going to treat me like shit, some worthless object thats only there when YOU need it, then ill just stop being you're friend. its up to you, Chelsea. i dont care anymore. '

This is exactly why I quit believing in god. Why do I always get my hopes up? I put something into a friendship that's been building for years and I never get anything out of it. I don't get friendship or happiness. I get stressed and I get bitched at. wtf? Why should I have to care about that? Why should it be all up to me?

I was on the phone with Josh on his birthday... let's see the... 17th? And he asked me why I cared so much. And I just thought about it for a second and answered that I cared because he was my friend and that's what friends do. They care.

Apparently, someone should inform Chelsea of the definition of 'friend'.

-Miranda Jade