Lately, I’ve been thinking about you. The way things ended between us don’t sit right with me. Everything unraveled intensely, and I didn’t expect it to end the way it did. But, watching how you handled the situation, and looking back on everything now, I realize something important:
You’ve always been a mean girl.
What really bothers me is that this side of you has always been there. From the start, I remember the comments you’d make. “You know, she was never that pretty to begin with,” or “Did you see her shoes? They didn’t even match her outfit.” Or how about, “Did you hear? She got her nose pierced. Why would she do that?”
It’s like those words just play on a loop in my head. I can’t forget them. And what frustrates me even more is the way people treat you. They idolize you. They praise you like you’re some sort of godsend. “She’s so kind, so selfless, so sweet,” they say.
But what they don’t realize is that it’s all a lie.
You’re a barbie doll, and I don’t mean that in any flattering way. You’re fake.
You’ve crafted this perfect little image of yourself, this flawless persona, so everyone can see what you want them to see. But once you’ve got them wrapped around your finger, that’s when the real you shows up. That’s when the gossip, the petty comments, and the backstabbing come in.
I didn’t know you in high school, and, I’m glad I didn’t. Now, I know exactly the type of person you were. You’d be all sweet and innocent in front of the teachers, offering to help with anything, pretending to be this angel, and then behind their backs, you’d stick the “kick me” sign on their back.
That’s the thing about you: you want to be the center of attention. You want to be the one everyone admires, but it’s all at the expense of others. You tear people down to build yourself up, and that’s something I’ll never respect.
Well, you see, it’s not even about what you’ve said to me or about me. It’s about how you’ve treated everyone around you. You’ve spent so much time making others feel small so that you could feel bigger. You’ve played the game, pretended to be the sweet one, all while hiding the reality of who you really are.
I’m tired of it. I’m tired of watching people fall for your act, believing that you’re this kindhearted soul when you’re just playing a role. You’ve been a mean girl from the start, and I’ve had enough.
So, here’s the thing: I’m done with you.
I’m done pretending I don’t see the real you behind the mask. I’m done being part of the game you’ve been playing. I don’t need that kind of negativity in my life. And I know I’m not the only one who sees it now. People are starting to wake up to the truth, and I think it’s about time you face it too.
You can keep pretending. You can keep wearing that mask, but I see through it now. And I’m over it. You’re just a mean girl, and that’s not someone I want in my life anymore.
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