I had a best friend, she was literally gorgeous. I looked like someone ran over a rotted potato then tried to serve it to a dog who ended up throwing it up on some mom’s dust old carpet.
Then she literally left lol and stopped being my friend.
About a year later I look in the mirror, completely confident with myself, and decided the only reason she left was cause it’s impossible for there to be two pretty best friends and I just ended up gorgeous and our perfectness clashed with each other and drew us apart.
The only situation I can make up in my head to make the whole thing make sense while keeping my hard earned confidence.