You had no right.

That was not for you to tell.

You spend all of your time trying to make me feel miserable.

Well you know what I say to that?

Eff you.

You and all of your backstabbing lies, the looks I get from you in the hallway, the way you talk about me to your friends while walking behind me when you know I can hear you.

But I will just walk on and put my headphones in. I'll play songs by The Naked and Famous to drown your devilish voice out, to focus on my happiness.

Because you don't control me. You don't decide when I can and cannot be happy.

So stay away from me and please, rot in hell.