Girl Of Many Faces,
I do not know why you don’t want to be my friend. I always thought I was pretty great, but you don’t seem to think that. You’re not the first of your kind, and I’m sure you won’t be the last, but girls like you have got to have something else going on. Your decision to dislike me makes no sense. We like a lot of the same things. We have similar personalities, but you don’t want to be my friend. We were friends before, but you don’t want to be my friend now. Don’t get me wrong, I am not here begging for you to be my friend. I have enough self-esteem to know that I should not have to beg someone to be my friend, and I would never want to be friends with someone that I had to beg to be friends with me, but girls like you have a way of getting under my skin. Girls like you are a whole other species.
Girls like you are mean. Girls like you choose to be friends with people weaker than them, so they can take what they want. Girls like you have to be the prettiest friend so they don’t ever have to feel insecure. Girls like you look down on other girls who don’t have what you have or can’t do what you can do. Girls like you make other girls feel like they are worthless, because you don’t give them the time of day. Girls like you only talk to people they believe can benefit them in some way. Girls like you are probably lonely inside.
So, no, it doesn’t bother me that you don’t want to be my friend, but it does. It doesn’t bother me that I won’t have to spend hours slaving over a birthday present for you that you will probably pretend to like, then throw in the back of your closet. It doesn’t bother me that I won’t have to listen to you try to boss me around because that’s just how you treat your friends. It doesn’t bother me that I don’t have to feel bad about myself because you need to feel good about yourself. It really does not bother me that you don’t want to be my friend.
It does bother me that you treat others this way. It does bother me that you have gotten away with verbally harassing your “friends” for years and nobody has told you a thing. It does bother me that you act like you’re better than me for any given reason that does not make you better than me. It does bother me that you wouldn’t want to be friends with me for something that has nothing to do with my personality. It does bother me that you don’t want to be my friend.
Your actions and reasoning bother me, but at the end of the day, what bothers me the most is your character.
I hope you realize how wrong you are. I hope you start treating your friends better. And I hope that you wake up.
Have a good life,
The Girl You Wouldn't Be Friends With
