Friday, July 17, 2009

I Had To Be A Biatch

You just don't get me, ey?
Being called a "best friend" changes everything when you changed. The make up, the hair, the clothes. Where did you get them from? Is it cause of HIM, you changed? Hmmm?
You used to hate shiny patents, now you're wearing them. You hated curls; now you're having them. You hate highlights; you're having them. You hate make up, you said it spoils the skin; now you're wearing them. You insulted brands, saying they are overpriced (Gucci, Prada, LV); and now you're saving up for them? Wtf? Is this a different person I know?
A person who used to be happy with everything she has is now spoilt, a show-off and brand-conscious? Yes. I am brand-conscious. But you weren't. Is this your way in fitting in? I used to like you the way you are; like a sister. Now you're just selfish. You think beauty is everything. You think your boyfriend is everything. Oh well.
Changes in people. Know any of your best friends like this? 'Cause of a boy they leave you to become robots. Monsters. SO not themselves.
You were quite pretty. Now you're fugly.

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