Don't you just love it when people act like your closest friends and then you find out that they have been stabbing you in the back the whole time. I find that rather hilarious, don't you?? Like seriously, I don't know why they do stuff like this. If you don't like me, tell me, I'll never bother you again. It's not that difficult of a concept. Forget about my feelings, just tell me straight up how you feel about me. I mean really, OMFG, own up and tell me what you think. And because I go to boarding school, it's even worse, because you don't know who really likes you and who doesn't, you start to suspect everyone, including your best friends. But yea, I guess that's what I get for being a trusting individual, a great, big, sharp knife stuck right between my shoulder blades.
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