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scapegoat

i hate these kind of people living on the face of the earth. these kind of hypocrites. i know i shouldn't be angry at him. he used to be this nice person that i knew. but now he has changed. changed along with his new friends. i know he still acts normal with me, but within i know i can partially see hatred, or rather just dislikeness in him about me. he was usually quiet back then. now, he comments on everything he can. not that i'm too sensitive or something, but each and every human beings also have feelings right. ya, call me mat rep, or trendy wanker or whatever type of shit names you have in your head but you can never change me. go ahead and influence your other junior friends to dislike me and gossip about me. they seem much cooler than me, more common things you have with them and maybe better friends that you make with them. it's been four years or so, but it's all these little incidents that adds up to one big chunk. for long, i've been noticing. it's not until recent times you made new friends with the junior batch. you seem to have forgotten your root friends. you got a new girl best friend or maybe even that girl is your girlfriend, then you push your friends aside. you got a new best friend, you push your other normal friends aside. what kind of human are you? you dislike me, but yet you call me and ask me out with your new junior best friend, perhaps to make you two look better so that you two will not look gay, and maybe even to humiliate me. i don't know but i really feel like the scapegoat here. i don't know what else to think. i have run out of positivity in you. ya, go ahead and read this post and say i'm jealous but the fact is, who cares right. you know you are rich, doesn't give you the right to look down on other people, destroy other's feelings and hopes. you're a hypocrite. and now, you take my girl best friend and make her dislike me? what is this i don't even. you make other's believe all your lies and influence them to think towards your beliefs. propaganda at play. you can be a real inhumane son of a bitch. i don't know what else to do but keep up with your play. i'm the bad guy and you're the main character.

what did i do to deserve this.

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