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 Ryan,

I'm writing this because there are a few more things I would like to say to you since you are moving. I would like to talk to you in person but you are very maturely not talking to me for the hundredth time in our friendship. I can not believe that you would want to leave things this way. Adults don't act the way you're acting. Don't worry, it's to the point now where I know I am making complete peace w/ the fact you aren't ever going to talk to me. You've made it clear by slamming doors in my face, while smiling. By hanging up on me. I am done trying to be your friend. I want to give these things you gave me back because I want no memory of you or our long friendship. It means so little to you so why should it mean anything to me? If you want to give some things back to me so you can completely forget, feel free. Ryan you know I can take comfort in the fact I was a good & giving person to you. I really do try to be a good person and friend almost to a fault and I get stepped on. Well no more, no more doors slammed in my face, it's not worth it. You can also take your reasons for treating me this way and shove it. I can't do more than admit my flaws and apologize for my mistakes and I believe I have over & over and still no acceptance from you. As for your little, I want to hang out everyday - GET OVER YOURSELF!!! I practically beg for your forgiveness and acceptance & to make peace and you are selfish. If you do apologize it's too little, too late. I am not gonna beat myself up and blame myself completely for this. I am glad when I think about that it's all over. No more having to walk on egg shells worrying about when you're going to treat me like this again is going to be. No more catering to you. Ryan, the universe does not revolve around you and whether you are happy and the sooner you wake up and realize that the better for you. I dunno, maybe you get some sick satisfaction out of this drama. All the more reason for me not to play into your childish games. In a lot of ways I feel sorry for you because you are a mean, hateful and egotistic person and I can't imagine you take comfort in anything that isn't shallow. I also would like to you to know, I may be angry, and have every right to be, but I wouldn't slam doors, hang up on or run from you if I bumped into you. I would be nice because that is what I would like from you and I can't understand why you are sooo mean.

Good Bye, (what else can I say?)

Amy

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