You came to me seeking “friendship”. Constantly leaning on my strength, always reminding me it is something you sorely lack.
I’ve handled situations you would not dare touch, but I was always good enough to leech off of.
You turned around, after so many proclamations, and tried replacing me with someone who is mediocre, at best. Good luck with that.
Please don’t think I’m stupid. Please don’t think I haven’t seen it. Please don’t think you’re getting away with what you have slowly, and quite calculatingly, done.
I am smarter than you. I am stronger. I am not weak-willed, and when I offer friendship, it is always genuine. I don’t seek people out to suit my needs, that’s sick.
Do not mistake my silence for weakness, you’ll have to check a mirror for that. Please don’t mistake my silence for kindness, I’m simply not that good. Please don’t mistake the fact that when the time is right, I have absolutely no problem telling you to go to hell.
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