I want to thank you. I know that it's pointless, because you'll never see this. Even if you did, you'd just laugh and roll your eyes at me. You used to do that a lot. But back to the point. I want to thank you for helping me become the person that I am today. Firstly, thank you for being my friend. I cherished every moment we were together, and sometimes I even still find myself smiling at the memories. I loved you as a best friend should. Thank you for teaching me that no matter how much you love someone, they'll always hurt you. I'm not sure where along the line you started changing from the person that I cared about into the person that I couldn't stand. But you changed, and so did I. I told you everything, especially the way I felt. Everytime I opened up, you ignored me. You taught me that even the ones closest to us don't care, and that my feelings were not and are not valued. Through you, I learned that emotions were weakness, and that they could be used to hurt you. You blamed me for everything. Half the things you blamed me for didn't even have anything to do with me. All I ever did in response was say sorry. I still do that, you know? Say I'm sorry to everyone about anything. Don't worry - most people think it's adorable. I, on the other hand, can't stand it. You showed me what it feels like to be pushed away; to be used up and cast aside. You taught me how that felt, so I wouldn't want to do it to anyone myself. Perhaps I'm wording this wrong. I almost sound like I hate you. I don't. You just disapointed me. I want you to know that I'm not blaming you for anything. I already felt a certain way about the world before you ever came along. I put my faith in you, and you showed me that my worst assumptions were the greatest of truths. So perhaps you disapointing me was my fault. In a way, you made me bitter. Yet you made me kinder all the same. You made me stronger. And for that I must say thank you.