I've tried really hard to just not care about her anymore. Some days are easier than others. Then last night after going to sleep half drunk I dreamed about her.... somewhat.

It still hurts a bit sometimes just knowing that she is shoving me out of her life completely, and I lost what was becoming my best friend. But you know what, fuck her, I guess she really isn't a friend at all, not willing to give me a second chance at even talking to her, breaking up with me for no reason, and so on. Every now and then I want to break and try to contact her, but I stop myself. It's a tough balancing act because I dont want to hate her as that's unhealthy, but now and then I think of the good times we did have and friendship lost.

Off my chest. To everyone out there it does get easier, Just hang in there.