NOTE: this post is not meant to offend anyone. i vent the way i want to. the reason you can't exactly tell who this is about is because i wrote it that way. and, since you can't tell, it'd be really nice if you could hold off telling people i wrote it about them until you know for sure.
thanks,
xxoo
i'm a loser, baby. so why don't you kill me?
kind of sick of having to constantly worry i won't get an invite.
yes, i am a loser.
yes, i am not the prettiest, smartest, or bubbliest person around.
but, because of that, doesn't mean you get to dictate if i'm important to have around or not. next time you pull this shit, i'm calling you out.
if you think someone's cool, don't change your opinion to match the opinion of someone you want to impress.
seriously everyone talks shit on everyone else in those kind of groups. you can't trust anyone, and at the end of the day, no one has your back.
i'd rather have real friends than fake ones, even if it means i'm not the stereotypical popular girl.
honestly, i couldn't care less, and i think you should know that.
WAKE THE HELL UP.
ten years from now, 90% of this shit won't even matter.
stop wasting time trying to impress everyone and start living for yourself.
if you care what other people think, you become their prisoner.
that is the most important quote to live by.
stay real, please.
& you. please don't change. we liked you better before you started acting like a bitch.
xxoo
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