An Open Letter to the Girl who Wants to See me Suffer
Hi. I commend your effort to piss me off, day by day. I appreciate you rising your middle finger at me, you trying to catch my attention by giving me your grudging looks and you saying nasty things to me, for changing the stories you tell to everyone who wants to know what really happened. I salute you for going to such great lengths to make me suffer. To tell you honestly, your acts do not affect me, not even a quarter of how much you intended me to feel.
What good does it bring you? What good does calling me a bitch brings to you? Do you feel better each time your dirty mouth throws such dirty words? Does belittling me make you think highly of yourself? Does it satisfy your need to seek revenge?
I am a girl and I am brave enough to admit my mistakes. How about that 'guy' beside you? He does not even have the balls to say he did you wrong. And you, you are smart enough to at least distinguish the truth from his many lies.
To tell you what, it is not me you are destroying. It is not me you are pissing off. It is yourself. Have you forgotten all your manners? Where are they now? Have you left your heart somewhere no one could ever find? How do you feel after I laugh at the things you did to me? Don't you get so frustrated each time you see your friends choosing my side for they know I am innocent? You are not making me suffer, you can't even get me mad.
Admit it, you are so mad at yourself for not being enough. You are so mad at yourself for being just you. I am not bragging - I am pinpointing what you fail to see. You are not mad at me, you are mad because at some point, I ran ahead of you. And that's not my problem anymore. Why don't you try to run faster? To make yourself better?
You made it clear that you are not threatened at me, that you do not feel any insecurity, to even quote you, I am not beautiful, not pretty, all I am is a bitch, a hypocrite. Your actions show otherwise. You are afraid. You fail to see that I have never cared about the outside appearance. What good will it cause me if I have such pretty face but an ugly heart?
Grow up. Move out of your own box of insecurity. I tell you, that will eat you up. I have lots of things of more importance than you trying to destroy my character.
Kung pagtuunan mo nalang ng pansin yang pag-aaral mo at mamuhay ka ng tahimik, e di sana masaya ka. Kasama mo nga siya, hindi ka naman masaya. :D Move on. HIndi yung binabaon mo sa galit yang sarili mo. Hindi ko ikakasira yang mga sinasabi mo sa mga tao, hindi ako mapapagraduate niyan. Mas importante thesis ko sayo. Wag kang ano. Hahaha.
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