With the New Year comes taking out the trash.

You know what, this is ridiculous. This ongoing silence between us is pointless, and I'm so sick of it. You're so used to having your way all the time, but that's all you've ever known, isn't it? You were born into wealth, your mother and father bending at your will, every boy falling into your trance, giving you whatever you want. Even when it's a bigger diamond. All the mistakes you made before have been able to be fixed by your father's plastic or a new boy for a project. But not this time. I honestly don't know how Eric found out, but why don't you ask him instead of me, because he does know. It's not my fault you cheated on your fiance with a married man and then broke off your engagement. You're going to feel so foolish once you learn the truth. Since you've sought my advice so often before, here's a thought from me to you, on the house: Know all your facts before you make such serious accusations and make a complete and total ass out of yourself. How selfish and arrogant of you, to call me and scream those words at me, without even giving me the chance to defend or explain myself. Especially when you are completely out of line and wrongly accusing me of doing something I obviously did not do. Maybe you should have just chilled the fuck down before you did, and really thought about it instead of jumping to conclusions. You are so self absorbed, and you have absolutely no regard for anyones feelings besides your own. Did you really think this "fairy tale" of yours you've been living in recently was going to last forever? You had to have known this was bound to happen sooner or later.

Obviously, this friendship never meant that much to you, since when I tried to offer my advice and stop you from making decisions you knew were not for your well being, you brushed me aside, and when I reached out and attempted to "fix" this situation so to speak, I was completely disregarded. But I guess that's how it's always been, hasn't it You get angry and upset at me and make a huge scene, I consistently attempt to make things right, until you finally forgive me and we go on our merry way. You know what? I'm so done with your bullshit. I'm the only one who ever made an effort in this friendship, and I'm the only one who ever fully supported you when you had to make those extremely challenging decisions. I guess that means nothing to you. Obviously, this friendship was just using me as another ploy to get what you want, and I'm sick of being your pawn. I never said a word about us being in an argument of sorts, let alone that you cheated on Eric with David. But if you have no trust in me anymore, then it's clear you never had any trust in me to begin with.

Pull your head out of your ass, because IT IS NOT ALL ABOUT YOU. Don't you dare blame me for your actions and the consequences that come with. I tried to warn you before it was too late, but I can't keep babying you anymore. It's time for you to grow up and take responsibility for your own decisions.

Here's a little piece of literature that you may be familiar with, seeing as you wrote it, although I made my revisions to better suit the situation at hand:

How dare you do what you did, screaming at me over the phone and acting so childish and irrationally when I did nothing to deserve it. I really hope that it was worth it. And you're right, we probably will never be friends again, but know that this friendship didn't end on my doing.