How dare you
How freaking dare you You're supposed to be kind You're supposed to care about me And even though we can see right through your fake smile, Don't dig yourself an even bigger pit And insult me like that. You knew what you were doing, And even if we hadn't been there, That's still not ever an ok thing to say. And I freaking love him, okay, You have no right to go and say that to me. No right. Because, it wasn't like that. It wasn't like that at all. I was trying to make it easier, But you had to go and tick me off, And so now I was angry at you when I should have been thinking of Him. So thanks. You're doing your job really well. A+ for you, sister, A+. You're checking off all of the boxes, but never seeing the girl underneath.
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