Going to Hell in a handcart

Our friendship has gone from the sublime to the ridiculous.

It is unbearably difficult to maintain a smile in front of her now.

Everything she has to say gets me fed up to the back teeth. We used to get along famously but now, I just feel like punching her after her every sentence.

Her holier-than-thou attitude, her finger-wagging, her chatisement, her cruel put-downs, her defensiveness, her warped justifications, her belittlement, her criticism of my friends, oh I could go on.

In one worthier friend's words 'You certainly don't look like the type who'd take such shit'.

This is testament to the fact I did give this doomed friendship some stick but hell, this friendship's gone to the dogs.

It's time someone around here got some Jersey justice.