Dear Anonymous,
Even though you may never see this, I want to confess. I want to confess every last little thing to you. And honestly, I don't care what you think or if you even care.
I'll begin with the biggest.
I pretty much, kinda sorta, not intensely but still enough to give reason to mention it, hate you. That's right. I said it.
You annoy the hell out of me. As much as you don't admit it, you've turned into a boy crazy whore of a girl, and you are exactly the kind of person that I can't tolerate. You openly admitted to me that you try to mold yourself to fit into other cliques which only goes to show that you aren't true. You may have changed since you told me this, but I still can't get it out of my mind. People like that never change.
We differ immensely. It's amazing that we can even hold a conversation for more than five minutes. I might be set in my ways, and I admit, a b***h a times. But you, you're simply my polar opposite. You are fickle and most of the time your weak and changing views clash with mine.
I don't care about your problems. You will sit there and tell me hundreds of things that I could care less about. I might have been your crutch at one point, but it's over now. I won't sit and listen to you cry over the typical high school dramas. You are young, and soon you'll learn that you'll overcome them and you'll forget. I garuntee it.
You steal my ideas whether you realize it or not. Yes, I'm possessive. But your new phases only copies of my previous ones. You rip me off whether you realize that you do it or not. You intrude on things that are far too personal, and you are meddlesome. They were mine before they were yours and you've no right to make them yours.
Keep your distance.
I do keep you around, and sometimes I ask myself why. I have reasons for wanting to let you go, and most of them are petty and poor. I shan't discuss them. Only I want you to know that I'm not as good hearted as I usually come across as being. I do try to better myself, but everyone has their flaws. At least I'm giving you an indirect confession.
Yours truly,
Sheena.
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