Unfriended

It’s a new beginning.
I’m changing myself.
I’m becoming more assertive.
I refuse to deal with you and your issues.
You criticize me.
You underestimate me.
You don’t even understand me.
You think I’m your friend.
I couldn’t care less about you.
The world won’t end if you aren’t my friend.
My life doesn’t revolve around your friendship.
I’d be glad if you said you don’t want to be friends anymore.
It’s not like we’re really friends.
It’s more like a one-sided friendship.
I don’t like you.
You’re a down-right annoying, detestable, little wench.
You whine.
You complain.
You think you’re so important and so special.
You’re nothing more than a pompous, arrogant, fake, little witch with attitude problems.
I refuse to go through this with you.
I have way too many things on my life that I can enjoy to let you stress me out.
The world will still be turning.
My life will still go on uninterrupted.
The only thing that will change is that you will be unfriended.