thirtyseven.

There are two types of people in the world. The ones that take and the ones that keep giving. I am the type of person that gives, and gives, and gives, regardless my own situation. I put others before me, whether you are dear to me, or I just met you yesterday, or even if I hate you to the end of the time with all my heart. I just cannot imagine myself as the selfish type, that egocentric jerk, the self centered bitch, but let me tell you, I know who can, that one person who can. It irks me how you can be so low, so fucking low. Its a horrendous disgust and I know this is true, that I don’t ever want to be like you. It also seems as if you want to replace my best friend. Newsflash darling, I wouldn’t even consider you as a friend, nor an acquaintance, that is, if I had that choice. My best friend, yes, that wonderful girl that you will never be, well she’s my best friend because she knows what the hell she’s doing, she knows who she is, she knows how to be human, how to feel alive. All you do is snoop around and cause drama about yourself? Like wtfck. Your always on someone’s case, mostly ----‘s. don’t you have anything better to do? Oh wait, no you do not. When I say one word to you, you repeat it over and over to others. I told you this information because I’m concerned for you. I didn’t tell you so you can tell the whole world. It’s just an FYI, not another reason for you to go psychotic bitch on someone. & the irony of it all is, it all gets back to me. Yea, the people you tell the FYI nonsense to, they come to me straight after to get the story straight. No wonder why people ask me day in and day out, is she being fake to me to? Apparently I’m the only one that knows the real you, so I have to keep others informed and updated on your latest personality. That’s a damn shame.

Oh please, gag me bitch