since when are you the type of person who is hypocritical, parties, drinks, sneaks out, lies, and has no regard for other peoples feelings or dreams but your own. i miss the you that was so caring and put together, a good girl, a respectable person, and someone i aspired to be. sometimes i wish that you would just stop talking to me so i wouldn’t have to pretend to be your friend anymore. but the truth is i secretly hold on to a shred of hope that you realize the ugly person you’ve become, and be the old you so we can be the kind of friends we used to be…even though that won’t ever happen. i know you’ll never read this, but i’m sorry i’m not the person you thought i was….because right now, i secretly hate the person you are, and the regret how you’re making me feel.