August 17, 2005 - 1:34 p.m.
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Dear Old Friends,
Sometimes people grow apart. It breaks my heart that we aren't as close as we used to be. It breaks my heart that perhaps we haven't even talked in a year, and I used to tell you everything. I wish I still ran to you when my boyfriend dumped me or my family went through a rough time. I'm sorry that I don't. I'm sorry that you don't do the same to me when you're feeling down. Maybe we grew apart because I changed. Maybe we grew apart because you changed. Maybe it was because of the geography, or the lifestyles. Maybe it was just time. For whatever reason, rest assured that I think of you fondly and think of our friendship fondly. I will always cherish it.
However, I do not appreciate you calling me up only when you want me to come see your band play, so you can have a larger head count. I do not appreciate when you want me to be your facebook friend, or your myspace friend, just to increase your friend count. I don't like it when you overly faun over me when you see me on campus, so your new friends can see that you are a popular person. I don't like it when you only invite me to your parties so that they're bigger, to your frat parties so you get credit for bringing more hot bitches, or to the coffee shop so it looks like you have a large following that loves to watch you play acoustic guitar like every other person who plays at that coffee shop. I don't like it when you call me in the middle of the night and ask me if I'm at a party I can invite you to. Especially when I say that I'm not busy but I'd love to just hang with you, and you decline. You don't really want to be with me - you want to use my friends. If you miss me, and love me, send me a card. Call me to talk. Ask me to go to lunch. Don't use me. If we get close again, I will ask to come to your shows. I'll help you set up for your parties. I'll invite you to the parties I'm going to. But unless that's what you want, I don't want to taint my memory of you with my bitterness of your current motives
Sincerely,
Kelly
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