Life of a young girl

Part two: Toxic people

Surrounded by him, everyday. He is toxic, and I'm sick of him. The worst part? I have to be around him, you see, all our friends are common. I can't do it anymore, I care too much about myself to be his friend. He lies, he is too stubborn, he is fake. He keeps arguing, keeps trying to bring me down. Has he ever heard about modesty? ‘I'm a great writer, I've won lots of contests'. I don't care, congratulations, I tell him. He keeps on, trying to feel better. He lies to me, everyday, he tires me. I can't take it anymore, but I don't want to lose my friends either. He has this aura, you know, people don't see through him, people don't know how he really is. I envy his façade, it's hard to get him. Sometimes I wish I had a good façade, but I've learnt that anyone who is going to care is going to like me for who I am. And if they don't? They can go fuck themselves. easy to say, hard to follow.

Back to him. I need help. I still have one more month next to him, and when I go back, I still have 2 more years with him.

I have known him for a year and a half, but it took me a year until I discovered this awful human being. He tries to bring me down.
He tries to bring me down.
He tries...
H e   t r i e s.

I'm tired, I don't want to fight it anymore.

You know the funniest part?

My Erasmus coordinator told us that friends together on Erasmus come back not talking to eachother or being even better friends. And the truth is that I never expected us to end up so bad.

Who can I talk about this with? No one.

Sadly, no one

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Sorry about this part, I wrote it in a pub, while I was next to him. I needed to free my thoughts, I didn't think it through, only typed. As always, free to talk to me.

And thank you