IT WAS JANUARY 2020. NATASHA AND I HAD BEEN FRIENDS FOR DECADES. I THOUGHT WE WOULD BE FRIENDS FOREVER. BUT IN MY HEAD, A VOICE WHISPERED, THAT ONE DAY,

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IT WAS JANUARY 2020. NATASHA AND I HAD BEEN FRIENDS FOR DECADES. I THOUGHT WE WOULD BE FRIENDS FOREVER. BUT IN MY HEAD, A VOICE WHISPERED, THAT ONE DAY, NATASHA WOULD FRIEND DUMP ME. I THOUGHT TO MYSELF, “WHAT COULD I EVER DO TO MAKE NATASHA NOT LIKE ME ANYMORE?” I THOUGHT TO MYSELF, “I’M GOING TO DO EVERYTHING I CAN TO MAKE SURE NATASHA WILL NEVER FRIEND DUMP ME BY BEING A PERFECT FRIEND TO HER.”

THIS WAS ALL BEFORE “ANDREW” CAME INTO THE PICTURE. YOU SEE, LONG BEFORE BOYFRIEND CAME, I KNEW NATASHA WAS GOING TO FRIENDUMP ME.

NOW THAT NATASHA IS NO LONGER IN THE PICTURE, I NOW REALIZE HOW MEAN AND TOXIC SHE WAS.

SHE WAS DEMEANING AND CONDESCENDING.

SHE WAS NOT A GOOD FRIEND.

IT’S FUNNY HOW WE KNOW THINGS BEFORE THEY HAPPEN. IT’S FUNNY HOW HINDSIGHT IS 20/20

DAISY

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I hate you and resent you, you never listen and only hear what you wanna hear. You like me but its only conditional and when its convenient for you. You treat me like trash just like everyone else has and walking on eggshells. Any little mistake I make, your awful to me, you’re easily possessive , controlling and get easily jealous if i so much smile at someone yet its okay for you to have friends. You don’t want me to talk to anyone else yet you push me when I want to have a conversation with you. You only halfway listen, and you wonder why I completely shut down and dead inside. I rather live and die alone than feel more alone & isolated around everyone who’ve treated me like a freak. You get mad that I don’t want to be near you yet you’ve mocked me when I was really upset and hurt. I feel trapped and stuck. Im waiting to die, I hate this non-ending cycle pathetic excuse of this life im living. I can’t even escape in my own thoughts, if a god or any other being exists and is listening, please take me away already , why do you let me live ?

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