Did you choose right?

I remember asking you if you wanted to really be my friend and you said yes. You said it mattered to you, and that you cared. What sucks is that you don't understand what a friend is. I don't really feel like making stupid metaphors right now, so I'll just get right to the point.

All you care about is the stuff I do for you. I offer to take you to the mall and spend money on you, and you're hella down to go, but then I ask if you just want to chill, and you don't feel like it.

So basically all this "friendship" really is, is a way for you to get me to do stuff for you. And buy you things. And let you use me, because you know that I won't just leave you alone. Because I'm a REAL friend. And all you are is a leech. And I wanted to spend the one night I had a car with you. I was about to turn my back on some of my REAL friends to hang out with you.

Did you choose right when you said you wanted to be my friend? Were you telling the truth when you said that you cared? Probably not. But I'll make the right choice. I'd rather save my money for people who actually care about ME. My real friends who ride or die. I'm tired of your fakeness, and your false appreciation. Especially when no one else would do what I would for you.

It's ok, though. It's my fault for letting you. I'm just saying it's over now. If you really want to be my friend, then you can try to prove it to me. Until then, I'm done spending 10 dollars a week on you.

And you're probably gonna say something like how I'm butthurt or whatever. But really, if you were my friend, you would have said yes, and not assumed I was trying to ask you out. I hope that sushi I brought you tasted good. Hahaha.

Also, if you were busy or something, you could have said so. So don't blame me if I'm pissed off that you only want to hang with me when I'm buying you something.