Final Message

You are as sick as a dog.

If your basis of friendship is not telling the truth, but rather than twisting it into a lie, then what kind of friend are you? Doesn’t that make you sound toxic, if not fake as well? What is worse than a friend who makes up lies or conceals the truth just so no one gets hurt?

Trust me dear, if you think that comparing me using by my physical beauty might hurt me, think again. Yes, it might affect me, but it won’t hinder me from thinking as to who I am, and as to what do I perceive of myself. In fact, I might use such flaw to enhance myself; heaven knows, these days, nothing that a brush and the correct make up can’t fix. We all have physical flaws, and God knows why He had to bestow on to us different faces and appearances. Maybe perhaps you are too insecure to admit that in a sense; maybe I am more beautiful than you. But what is beauty when in reality; one is emotionally and mentally immature?

You know, you hit my fuse that bad, but then I realized if I simply respond to your bullshits, I guess that makes me immature as well. You are not of my level, mind you, you are just a whiny, pathetic brat who does not even know the definition of “moving on.” Seriously, this issue of ours was a long time ago, and here you are making a ruse out of it.

You’re pathetic. You who claimed that I am such a copycat, hah! Why in the damned hell of a world would I even dare copy your pathetic, sorry ass? If that is how you think of me, you are free to do so. You can judge me by your opinion, and guess what; I don’t give a damn out of it. Perhaps because, I nailed that common pose better, or that you just got ticked off that it had more likes than that damned picture of yours. Don’t worry, I am not judging this from the perspective of audience impact, but if that’s how I interpreted your aggressive reaction, than you cannot blame me for it. You always craved for attention even if you deny it. I feel so sorry and sick for you.

I am not sure what made you act aggressive like this, but I can make a guess that popularity got into your shallow, empty head no? And one of your friends even dared to message me privately and insult me as well. Dumbass. You both are. You even mention that you don’t care about me anymore, so please do your share, rather than stalking me. Pathetic.

Now let me end this with the following words that must be reiterated from the last time you messaged me: GOODBYE. HAVE A NICE DAY.

I hope you understood those words, meaning that no matter how you want to reach out me with those muddy hands of yours, guess what, drop dead. It’s too late now. GOODBYE.