Dear... Her
One quick question,
HOW?
How is it possible that you can snitch on me, so I lost all my friends and was bullied, make fun of me to my face and behind my back, be the reason for my anxiety and trust issues, make every moment around me uncomfortable, be the reason I cried my self to sleep every night for a good few months, and when I wake up, and when I leave for school, and when I get back, and you still say "I love you" and you still think you're a perfect person who hasn't hurt an inch of me?
You need to be brought back down to earth. You treat everyone like they're some bird shit on your shoe. You know your best friend? Yeah, she told me everything you said about me and broke your trust to me countless times. She doesn't care about you as much as you think. She just wants to be the leader’s best friend. You know the girl who used to be clingy and you non-stopped bitched about? Mhm she hates you. You still think she's always going to be there for you. No. You messed her up too many times. But the guy who you treat worse than all, you never laugh at their jokes, and always kick and punch, and make them feel like shit everyday, is the only true friend you have. Let me tell you what would happen if you died. Trust me, I observe people. I know what would happen.
M:
She'd cry. A lot. But, a lot of those tears would be fake, she wants to feel special, she wants to go to counselling and therapy. This would be the perfect excuse, 'the dead girl’s best friend'. Perfect way to get you a place in therapy. She would miss you, but she'd eventually forget. Not forever, she'd get a flashback and feel sad again, but she's like her mum: an over dramatic little bitch. I honestly don’t know how you are friends with her. She'd cry at school. For attention. Her and V would not let anyone else out of their friendship group feel at all sad. They wouldn't let the smallest tear run down their face. She's so selfish and doesn't care about you. You need to realise that.
V:
She'd be sad. She'd cry. She'd try not to cry during school though, unlike M. She'd be sad, extremely, but wont care as much as you think. She'd try not to show any emotion. She wouldn't talk much but there's no change there. Her and M would be best friends still. Nothing would change.
G:
He'd be the most upset. He’d cry himself to sleep every night but would never show it. He'd not be friends with M and V. M would get fed up and scream "SHE DIDN’T EVEN LIKE YOU ANYWAY".
That’s what would happen. Your friends from YR-Y7, they wouldn’t care much. In fact a lot of people don’t like you. And I always tried to protect you from that, that would be the final thing that would throw everything over the top. I don’t tell you how much some of your friends don’t like you, nor who thinks you are mean and fake and annoying outside the friendship group. I always claim everyone has a crush on you and you’re pretty and amazing to keep you alive.
When I used to be friends with you, I remember thinking we were the funny people. That’s wrong, from anyones point of view, not mine, you’re the annoying, dirty minded, unfunny, rude, toxic, judgy, loud group. Them. Let that sink in. As soon as M and V joined our friends I knew I wouldn't belong. now I’m with the nice group. The group that we used to complain about for always laughing. I get it now, they're genuinely happy people and smart and care about your wellbeing. Unlike your friends. You're not a goddess, not everyone loves you, you’re rarely liked by anyone; using your horoscope to shape your personality and vibe isn’t cool, acting edgy isn’t cool either.
I’m sorry but you need to hear all this. To be fair, you're fantastic at being a fake friend. I’ve alway come running back to you, but not anymore. And you’re slowly realising that, and one of your defense mechanisms is to hate them and bitch about them, so I let that pass. But, girl, you were straight up judging me and making fun of me for being happy and laughing at a joke. And that is not okay.