I know that i haven't writen in the last couple of weeks but there was and still is just to much stuff on my mind. My so called friend and her boyfriend broke up and he called me after they did. I was trying to make him feel better. I don't how she found out but she did and they both go into it. Than she called me saying all kinds of bullshit. I told her that just because your my friend doesn't mean that he can't be my friend too. She got mad and ask if were together while he was with her. I said no but that seem to make her mad so she hung up on me. Then he called and I'm telling my sister whats going on. Hes yelling in my ear telling that she don't like the fact that we hang up with each ohter. Than he puts both us on the phone together and she yelling and scraming at me. Than my sister starts yelling so i hung up the phone. Now when I get back to school she telling any one whos would listen that I'm scared of her. So i had to get her right. I made sho to that she was around a group of poeple during lunch. I went up to her and ask if she had anthing to say to my face say cuz no respectful woman would say it behind my back and plus if she had an issue with the fact that I hung out with her x she should have said something. And if hear from one more person that you say that i was a scared of you. Than you will have a big problem on your hands. Now say what you have to say so i don't have to put up with you in my presents again. She couldn't say nothing after that. As the weeks went on her x now her boyfriend called and asked if I want to go with him to the tattoo shop down the street. I told him to ask his girl cuz I don't want anything to with her or you so forget this number before I block it. I just found out today who told that i was on the phone with the girls boyfriend and come to find out it was suppose to be good friend of both me and the boy. Man right now I really don't beleive there is a such thing as friends but I can tell you this one thing the only good ture friend I have goes by the name lee-lee. Look let me go before I start to get anger again. And all this comes from the mind of a depress teen.