i feel like when i first met you i had placed you on such a high pedestal. at the time, you were everything i wanted to be one day. you portrayed yourself to be this confident and independent girl who didn’t give a fuck about anything and i respected that to no ends. but as time went on and our friendship grew, so did the lies. so many lies you couldn’t keep up with them. and now, i see you as nothing like the person i first did. i find you repulsively pathetic.