immature? probably.
sometimes, i want to air everyone's dirty laundry out for the world to see and smell.
1. your boyfriend used to move a little closer to me when you left the room. you're goddamn lucky that i was a real friend, or he would have cheated on you with more than his trashy coworker. honestly? i'm on his side with the ending of your relationship. i don't blame him for leaving.
2. you may go on and on about how much you hate me, but you aren't even ready to admit how much we have in common. how many beers has your father sucked down tonight? you'd have lost your virginity just as early and as trashy as you think i did, if he could have gotten it in. does your new fiancee know about him? how about the drug dealer you cried yourself to sleep over for months? get off your fucking high horse and look in the mirror. you leave plenty to be desired.
3. it's funny, you went on and on about how i was simply jealous that someone loved you. at least if i were to choose to give up my autonomy, i'd find someone who wouldn't let me walk all over him. you went from one extreme to another: pathetic, abused little girl to overbearing, obnoxious, overweight control freak. good luck with that one.
i'm sick to my stomach with fury, and if i could confront any of these girls, i'd do it in a heartbeat. but it's a moot point. they've already walked out of my life. and tonight, i've realized something:
i'm not missing out at all. they can have each other, for all i care. who needs 'em?