Heather,

I just want to say thank you for your lending of a kind ear.  I owe you dinner or a fruit basket or something.  Call me.

No one f*#@&^% cares, but I need to get this out.

As for the party on dead day, I'm sorry to whoever that was but those who know my situation I hope can see why I had somewhat of a short fuze.

Melanie,
You don't know how much I hate the fact that you have lied to me.  Repeatedly.  I simply cannot be friends with someone like that.  To me, a friend is someone who you can trust, not someone who will lie every time that you converse with them. 
It has become painfully obvious how selfish you are.  You only want what will make you happy with no regard for others.  This makes you as bad as the rest of your family.  No.  You're worse than your selfish family.  At least they don't judge others on a superficial basis constantly.
I'll bet that when we broke up, you were genuinely sad for mabye a minute.  (I would have put that in the form of a question, but I know that you would just lie.)  Then, you said that you really wanted to be friends.  This was fine with me, so I opened myself back up to you.  I soon realized that you were lying yet again.
At this point, I don't know which memories that I have of you are the truth and which are tainted by lies.  All that I do know is that the last night that I thought of you as a human being (you know, a living entity with a conscious and feelings) will always be tainted by the incident in the hallway.  That's right, I no longer think of you as a person but as a greedy inhuman parasite.
I can see now that I was with you during what should have been the best years of my life.  Because of you I have no real college friends.  For the past two years, I have basically hung around with you and your buddies.  Now that we have split, I don't have any people to fall back on who care enough to listen to me vent, or even just hang out.  Also, the fact that I don't have very many friends of my own here at the UA is the reason that I have been having a hard time finding roomates the past two years.  Both times you seemed so concerned, but it is now clear that the only reason that I was having a problem was due to you.
It pains me to say this, but I would be much better off right now if I had never met you.  You are nothing more than a two-timing, back-stabbing, self-centered, unfaithful, unintelligent, slutty, conniving, fat, ignorant bitch.  Needless to say, you are not the kind of person that I want to be in my life anymore.  If I could, then I would make it so that you were never a part of my life to begin with.
When I come over on Thursday, you had better be ready to part with the rest of my things because one way or another, they are leaving with me.

Melanie-

You know what?  I was sad that we decided to end it, but then I realized something; it was around your birthday that things started to go downhill. 

Do you know of anything that could of caused you to change?  Mabye a person from Yuma?

It's your fault that we drifted apart.  Rather than communicate with me, you were secretly deciding wether or not to start dating someone else.  I even unwittingly gave you an opportunity to tell me that something was up when I randomly started talking about how nobody could have two boy/girlfriends while still being honest.

I can't believe you.  When you were getting texts from the Yuma guys, I believed what you told me:  they were texting you for directions, rides, and so on...  I never thought that you could be lying to me.  I trusted you but you obviously did not care.  The only real problem that our relationship saw was due to your sneaking around.  Yes, I blame YOU.  YOU are the one who changed.  I thought that we could talk about anything, but I guess that I was not the person who you wanted to "be there."

It makes sense now why there were four people sleeping in your bed that one night.

I ask only this question:  did you kiss him?

I have never really cared for anyone in the way that I USED TO care for you.  However, I see now that there is no way that I can ever think of you in the same light.  I used to think about how lucky I was to be with you; now I can not believe how stupid I was to not see the truth.  If I had known about this situation earlier, then my decision to break up with you would have been so much, much easier to make.

There is no way that we will get back together, so don't even hope for it. 

I will drop off your crap tomorrow evening.  I want my stuff back as well.

PS.  I'm not sorry.