I know I said we’re good friends, but I still trash talk you behind your back. You’re a crappy friend. All you ever do is carry on about the EPIC adventures of your stupid, fairy tale life. You make everyone who disagrees with you appear as if they are super villains. Just conniving for the world’s end. And your boyfriend, as you put it, is just so, super perfect! You never care about my problems. You dominate conversations every minute that I share them with you. And because of it, you’re completely oblivious to all your old “friends” who are standing by me, disgusted in you.