I still fucking hate that bitch so much, it's actually unbelievable. She's living proof some people are just built for spite. It's all tied to that one cringey moment in school that just plays on a loop in my head. It felt so deeply personal, like it was a surgical, targeted attack.
I was in 7th grade back then. That school had like from 1st to 9th grade in the same building, and after that, you’d move on to high school in the secondary campus a bit farther away. Anyway, I was just chilling in the 7th grade, trying to kill time, sketching some random shit in my notebook out in the hallway after lunch. Then these little girls, second graders, wander up, just curious, asking questions about the drawing. I was being chill, talking about it.
Then this absolute scumbag slut materializes out of nowhere. Starts cackling like a swamp witch, pointing fingers right in my face, and spits out 'Why don't you ask any of them if they love you?' See, this bitch was my crush's best friend. I got rejected, so she took it upon herself to start a full-blown bully campaign, painting me as an 'obsessed gooner' who was just thirsty for attention and love. That made me public enemy number one, not just for her but for every other low-life who needed a target.
That moment just stuck in my head after 10 years. I still can’t figure out what she even meant by that. Was she calling me a pedo? Trying to make me look like some kind of freak? I don’t know. But the way she said it, the tone, the look on her face, it felt like a straight-up personal attack. Like she wanted to ruin me right there.
I was in 7th grade back then. That school had like from 1st to 9th grade in the same building, and after that, you’d move on to high school in the secondary campus a bit farther away. Anyway, I was just chilling in the 7th grade, trying to kill time, sketching some random shit in my notebook out in the hallway after lunch. Then these little girls, second graders, wander up, just curious, asking questions about the drawing. I was being chill, talking about it.
Then this absolute scumbag slut materializes out of nowhere. Starts cackling like a swamp witch, pointing fingers right in my face, and spits out 'Why don't you ask any of them if they love you?' See, this bitch was my crush's best friend. I got rejected, so she took it upon herself to start a full-blown bully campaign, painting me as an 'obsessed gooner' who was just thirsty for attention and love. That made me public enemy number one, not just for her but for every other low-life who needed a target.
That moment just stuck in my head after 10 years. I still can’t figure out what she even meant by that. Was she calling me a pedo? Trying to make me look like some kind of freak? I don’t know. But the way she said it, the tone, the look on her face, it felt like a straight-up personal attack. Like she wanted to ruin me right there.
