You are a pathetic, leech that can't seemed to cope with the fact that you are disliked. Being insulted straight to your face on a day-to-day basis doesn't seemed to bother you. Everyone talks about how much they hate you, how much they can't stand to be in your presence. Then, the moment you walk by, announce our plans... they all drop to their knees to worship the very ground you walk on.I'm done.
I refused to stand around, acting like this is okay when it isn't. Truth is, I've never liked you since day one. You always had to be in on everything, center of attention, when you were nothing more than the pathetic add-on to our group. Not that we were anything special, just a group of friends--always together, never separated. It was obvious that we didn't need anyone else but the three of us, but you couldn't see it. You just kept pushing, and pushing.
Let's not forgot the fantasy world you live. You AREN'T going to be famous, and you definitely going to do anything that will have your name on the tip of everyone's tongue. Get over it. I don't know who you think you are sometimes, you think that you're all that and a bag of chips, but really--there are no chips in your bag. WHAT.
Do you think you are in Mean Girls? The way you snap your fingers in front of peoples faces, or even the way you do that disgusting body-roll to show that you have 'power'.
One day, when I'm not too cowardly I'm just going to go up to you... tell it like it is, and even though I know it won't affect you at that very moment, eventually and hopefully you will realize that you are nothing important to me.
Never have been, and never will be.