Dan,
I haven't emailed you in a month.
I've been so pissed off at you. Does that show you how much I hate you? I kept debating on emailing you, but I hated you so much I couldn't. Maybe I'm starting to forgive you, but I have a strong grudge against you. I hope you know that, though I know you don't care.
What did I do to you, Dan? What did I say? What went wrong? Where did our friendship go? I've been trying and trying to talk to you, but you don't say anything.
I'm tired of trying. I'm tired of trying to get your attention. You were my best friend. We made a gaming channel, wrote a book together, we even went on tour for the book, and now look where we are. You're gone, Dan. You're gone. You vanished into thin air. No one knows where you're at. You haven't talked to Chris, PJ, and I. I'm lying to my family about you. I'm feeling alone because of you.
We were best friends. I fucking want to be that way again.
But I'm sick of it not being that way. And I'm sick of you.
From,
Phil Lester