So I'm her BFF right? No. She calls me her BFF. But she's not. She doesn't treat me like a BFF, and she uses me. She likes to brag around me, she likes to freaking hurt me and she's always pushing me around. So now, I don't even want her to come over, I don't even want to be around her. In fact, I'm on the verge of hating her. I have other friends that treat me way better than she has in the whole time span I've known her. They love me, and I love them. How can we be BFFs if I don't want to be. Oh, that's right, we can't.
And, no. I'm not sorry, actually.
Anyway,
Yum. Indian Food Tonight; Happy Birthday Mommy