Boyfriends suck.

Boyfriens suck. The absolutely, utterly, completely suck. They are good for nothing friendship ruiners. She's not the same. She spends all her time with him. Even if she's spending time with me, which happens every couple of months, she's either calling or texting him. Our frienship is nothing now. We're not friends. She's the the girl I was friends with. She's changed. She's weak, dependent, meek, stupid, dumb, emotionless, depressing, boring, lifeless, pitiful, immature and needy. I hate it. I hate who she has become. I've tried to keep in touch, I'll go say hi or call or email every now and then. It's always the same, she either doesn't want to talk, wants to talk about her last therapy session, or wants to talk about him. Heaven forbid she asks any questions when I tell her I had an incredible time in Los Angeles, or I just aced my Spanish quiz, or I'm really frustrated with my brother, or I found out the coolest thing this morning. Heaven forbid she elaborates or tells me stories when I ask why her day was so good or so bad or what she did over the weekend. Not like I don't already know; she hung out with him. But no, she just sits on the other end of the phone, and I can hear her clicking the buttons; she's texting; she's texting him. I don't like talking to her anymore, it's worthless. Wait; I lied; she does talk about other things; she judges and criticizes and puts down other people and their relationships. Isn't that ironic. Too bad it's not funny. Aren't you just so high and mighty? Aren't you just so perfect? Well, I hope you're happy. I hope you know how much you have hurt and pushed away the people that cared about you the most. The people that helped you through it all when no one else would. The people that you shared so many happy memories with. I hope you know and see what you've done. But most of all, I hope you're happy. Because you did this to me. You did this to yourself.