Bitchy Girls

There is nothing worse than a bitchy girl.

I haven’t got much to say on this subject, apart from the fact that I haven’t got time for bitchy girls anymore. I can’t be bothered to waste my time on people who are my best friend and love me very much one day and then, the next, have moved onto someone else, ignoring me; paying me backhanded compliments and making snide remarks.

In the past, I have promised myself I wouldn’t let it get to me before…surprise, surprise…getting upset and blaming myself. It’s not going to be like that anymore. I’m not going to take it lying down.

If you’re one of those people: if you text me when you want something and are nice to me when you’re worried you’ve got no-one else to stick together with; if you don’t bother with me for months at a time and then make comments about things that you actually don’t have a clue about; if you get in touch with me when you’re going through a tough time but don’t ever bother to ask how I am, don’t expect a reply and don’t expect an invite.

I am making the choice myself not to be your friend. I’ve got plenty of people who genuinely care about me, whom I love very much.

I am better than that.

I don’t deserve it.

Shower that horse: I’m done.


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