I don't know what I was thinking hanging out with you. You were probably more of a mess than I was, but you were more attractive and that alone is what made people want to be with you. You weren't even all that good looking, your bf at the time told me so. But that's beyond the point. You can't just treat people however you want, it doesnt matter how much money you have or how hot guys think you are, the decisions you make and the actions you take are what matters. And showing up to my place after my dad dies isn't being a real friend. I hope everything you want blows up in your face instead of being handed to you like always, you silver spooned baby.
Love,
Kalasia
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