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Seven

I know I can be a b*tch too.
And I know I shouldn't say some of the stuff I say.
But I just tell my mum.
Nobody at school.
Not a friend or "friend".
My mum.
She never tells.
I know it's horrible.
But quite often the b*tches have done something bad to me.
That's why I refer to them as b*tches.
And not just people.

A really annoys me.
She thinks she's amazing.
But she's really not.
It's always about her dog.
Or about her climbing.
She thinks she should have special treatment.
I don't think she should.

O is okay I guess.
Her friends are horrible though.
I mean, she's nice.
But definitely NOT her friends.
Her friends are I and C.

C has always been a b*tch to me.
She laughs at me.
She talks about me.
All the stuff your average basic b*tch does...

I (not me, O's friend)
Was okay to begin with.
She was friends with Y.
Then she was a b*tch to Y.
So, she's on my b*tch list.
Y has been through a lot.
I'm really gonna miss Y when she leaves.

Doubt anyone would miss me if I left...