Dear B,
I've tried for three d.mn years of my life to be likable. I shoved my own emotions, opinions, and desires aside to be agreeable. I was the very definition of happy, optimistic, bubbly, and social. I was the cute girl who could never do anything wrong.
But you know what? I'm f.ing done. I'm not going to let you f.ing walk all over me anymore. You can just go to h.ll for all I care. You mean nothing to me. Get over it. I'm my own person.
You only met me this year, for f's sakes. And now you think that you have the right to tell me who I am and am not? You think that you have the right to demand that I tell you everything that goes on in my life, down to the fact that yes, my f.ing period was the week before last? Do you think that you can just go and p.ss me off and f.ing hug it better two classes later?
Trying to talk to me every single moment in class doesn't help the fact that I f.ing hate you. Making excuses to come over to the other side of the room to work with me makes me want to punch you until you bleed all over the place.
Just because you f.ing speak Spanish better than me does not mean I'm "going to be jealous my entire life" of your "amazingness". You showing off to me all day errday (hehe) p.sses me off so f.ing much. I KNOW YOU ARE MEXICAN. GET OVER YOURSELF. I will not be partners with you in Spanish. EVER. Even if apparently you think I'm dumb and need you to get an A in the class. Go the f. away. Stop hovering over me.
Do you think that it's okay to use my f.ing race as a tool to degrade me? The reason I got an A on that test was because I STUDIED, you dumb.ss. And the reason I got a B- on my homework was because I bsed it last night. I'm not "a shame to all Indians" for getting a B-. Get over yourself.
Most of all, do you f.ing think it's okay to attack something that you know means a lot to me? Band isn't a f.ing joke. You would never, ever understand the dedication and love it takes to be in band and excel. Don't talk about things you don't f.ing understand. Percussionists aren't stupid. Brass does play with woodwinds, dumb.ss. It's a f.cking ENSEMBLE. So you you say you would join SYMPHONIC BAND for the easy A? Yeah f.cking right. No you can't play the triangle you f.ing .sshole.
AND AFTER ALL OF THIS, you think it's OKAY TO FLIRT WITH ME AND HOLD MY HAND DURING MOVIES AND HUG ME ALL THE TIME AND SHT? No. No no no no f.ing NO. God. You really are a piece of work.
And a piece of sh.t.
I hate you. Please stop thinking we are the best of friends. I keep trying to make it very clear that I want nothing to do with you.
Get a life and leave me alone.
- D
