F bitches

A recent event has found me confirming why I barely have any girlfriends and why I really do not like hanging out with girls. Now I am not saying that all girls are bad, but honestly some are just plain repulsive.

You know that friend who talks about everyone behind their backs to you. Have you ever wondered if they talk about you? Well I just realized that yes, they do talk about you. I think that people like this really do have a mental illness, they are selfish and in love with themselves. 

Now apparently, I am a disrespectful daughter who  abuses their parents and is selfish and always wants things my way. Bitch please, if that is how you really felt about me then why don't you tell it to my face instead of giving me your fake hugs. She thinks I'm disrespectful because at my birthday last year I told my mum I didn't like my cake and I didn't want to eat it. OK. I understand that it might look bad, BUT we went to the shop together and I wanted Original American Cheesecake instead of Caramel Cheesecake. But she wanted caramel, so she bought caramel even though it was MY birthday. 


OK i'm not just ranting because of the personal attack realisation, but I am realising now what a truly bad person she is. Usually I can tolerate some badness you know, but I think she actually gets a kick out of it. She loves judging people she doesn't even know, especially pretty girls. She loves talking about her friends especially personal private details. She loves talking about her self and all the guys that she has.

Whatever.

I should forgive her cause i'm a nice person but i kinda want to confront her just so everyone else would see that she talks about them behind their backs. Truth is I never really talk about people behind their backs, atleast nothing judgemental and mean.  Especially not my own friends.

Good thing this happened at the start of the year so I can rid 2012 of bitches i dont need.