Losing a Best Friend

Sometimes the best part about having a best friend is knowing that you might be best friends with them for a long time to come - or so I thought. Well a best friend is not going to be there forever; and that's the harsh reality- because people change. They just fucking change. I havent changed. I'm still the same, crazy, anti-society, nutjob, moodswingy, nonattention seeking and funny girl I was five years ago when I first moved here. And so in consequence, one of my best friends is anti-society, the other is nonattention seeking, the other is moodswingy, and the last is a nutjob. But my other best friend, no names, well she used to be some of those things. Now she's not. I want to tell her you've changed, and our friendship is just superficial glue trying to hold what we used to have together. But then I'll alienate her more. She's got another group of best friends. The kind that love attention. That will do anything to get noticed by boys. The kind that she's turned into. And I can't tell her those aren't the people she should be best friends with because that would be a lie. She should be best friends with them because that's just who she is. And so my main dilemma is how to tell her not that I think she needs to spend time with more but that I'd rather she sat with them, that now her sitting with me and pretending to be my best friend is all a joke. I know she's not mine. So why is she pretending I'm hers? The other option is don't tell her anything. But then- but then I will hate myself for not trying to make our "friendship" work. And the third option is to just hold onto whatever we have; and keep pretending. But im not a pretender. I'm not fake; nor will I ever be. So should I confront her? Only talking on the phone with my bff for two hours and discussing what to do wont solve anything. The real solution, I believe, is let it go. I have enough best friends, enough happiness, enough fun, enough love to keep what I have without bullshitting a friendship. So I guess losing a best friend is going to hurt, but not enough to make me keep chasing after a solution. And though I might change with time, and become an attention seeking whore, well then I will probably have a best friend (or ex best friend shall i say) writing one of these for me too. But whatever. Thats life.