The day you go to jail will be the last day I will speak to you.

For eight years, I have supported you in every way I could. I have given nearly $10,000 to you, have invested as many hours as I have dollars, and have been there to help you when you needed it, asking nothing in return. I even moved from one coast to the other, giving up a good (and future-secure) job to prevent you from freezing to death on the street after your parents kicked you out for your verbal (and physical) abuse towards them.

And thinking of that abuse, I've never told you how much your verbal and mental abuse towards me troubles me. I put up with it, because I know how emotionally weak you are, and I know that I am capable of shrugging it off, but even so, taking such abuse from someone who you have given so much to is never an easy thing.

But now... this is the final act in our friendship (if it can even be called that). There will be no encore.

You got that speeding ticket, the second in 30 days and the sixth in a year, and begged me to help you pay the fine ($500). Considering it is the first time you've asked, I agreed. Never mind that I pay the full rent and utilities while making 3/4 what you do at work, I had the money to spare for it, and you didn't.

But instead of paying that fine, you decide to buy toys and games. Not only did you not use the money for the ticket, but you decided to not pay the ticket at all, and decided that you had no reason to go to the hearing (that was this morning) because it was four hours away.

My guess is this: within two months, you will get pulled over for speeding (again) and, when you do, you will end up in jail. You will spend your one call on me, asking me to help you, to pay your bail.

I will say no, and I will hang up.

This will be the last time you and I speak.

Do not forget that it is my name on the lease, not yours, and that I have no obligation to permit you to live there (and, in fact, may even be a violation of the lease, being an undocumented occupant).

I will return your possessions to your parents, and will seek a new roommate then, as well. I will block your phone number, I will block your email and your IM, I will cut you from my life entirely.

This will, I am guessing, occur in early February.

You had better hope it is a mild winter.