Dear... Every Person I Meet
I'm a total bitch. You know every time I say how I feel, somehow no one wants to listen or feels offended. I just want to tell the truth and every single time someone comes along saying they can take my bitchiness on, they never seem to be ok.
This is why I hang out alone because no one can take me telling the the brutal truth. That when I tell them they're being fake they get hurt. Or when I say that their insecurity is a lie because they sure love to take photos specifically of themselves.
I always hate that people ask how I am feeling and yet when I tell them they always seem to not care. I just wish people made up their goddamn mind for once in their life.
I'm sick and tired of hearing that a girl is struggling from having a poor family but somehow manages to get new clothes everyday, a full face of makeup and hell, even manicures.
I absolutely positively hate people who post photos saying they're ugly just to get fake ass compliments.