You don’t know how sad it makes me when I want to go hangout with people that I’ve been friends with for awhile and you feel bad because you weren’t invited. I love you so much, but that doesn’t mean that everybody I’m friends with is going to want you around. Were two very different people, so we’re not always going to connect with the same type of people.
Your “best friend” always gave me dirty looks when I came around and I didn’t mind that because I knew that you adored her friendship. And I stopped hanging around you when she was there. No hard feelings.
It’s just frustrating.
Awww, you tried so hard, but unfortunately I can’t hear you over the sound of my debt-free college degree and massive disposable income.