but i don't hate her.

I'm sick of staring at her stupid face.
I'm sick of putting up with her complaints.
I'm sick of hearing about how she's so mean to my friends.
I'm sick of watching her hold hands with someone who I thought was my friend.
I'm sick of being her friend.

Yet...
I still act like I'm her friend.
I am her friend.
I like her.

And I still talk to her like nothing's wrong.
I talk to her like I don't know what's going on.

But I do know.
And it pisses me off.

Sometimes, I want to be really mean to her and scare her into being nice to my friend.

But it's okay.
I think that she needs to realise herself.

So I will continue to be her friend.
I will continue to like her.
I will continue to hang out with her.

Even though I know the reason she's my friend, I won't be her friend out of pity.
But I won't let her use me, either.

So I've decided to go on with life and pretend like nothing is wrong.

Because no one, no matter what they've done, deserves to be treated like shit.

She's worth it.