You Shall Be Forgiven & Forgotten

Dear Shithead with a capital S,

I am penning down my thoughts not mainly to highlight your idiosyncrasies but more to get you out of my system. Just to let go a little. I am going to flush you out of my system like I usually do with crap.

You aren’t always been my favourite but one whom I felt was good enough to be considered a friend. Despite a couple of occasional disappointments I chose to ignore it and keep smiling at you out of respect. I was wrong. I should have known the difference between a woman and a vixen. Now I do.

Few weeks back, you uttered something very mean to me. In front of many. Something that was uncalled for. Something I thought was very unlike you as you usually prided yourself over being diplomatic at all times.
If it had not been a holy place, I would have chosen to lash out back at you. I can turn myself as ugly as your natural self if I had wanted to. But I wanted to make a wise choice unlike a moron of your nature.

I causally remarked about your lack of tact and walked away.
I didn’t wish to wash dirty linen in public. Yours I mean.
So shut up when you have to. When you should.

Being 20yrs older doesn’t make up for your lack of maturity and mistakes.
I can only hope that your wisdom grows with your age.
Wisdom is something you shouldn’t compromise on. So invest more on tact tactics than on the tons of cosmetics on your face.

I am not angry with you. A little disappointed, maybe. I should have known. But I am sure I will get over it as soon as this letter is done.
I feel sad for you actually. For your insecurities, incompetency, lack of social skills and manipulative traits.

You are just a vindictive old cow whom I chose to forgive too many a time but you insist on returning to your old ways. So chew the consequences of your new found fame. You are not my enemy. But definitely not a friend either. Not anymore.

I read once in a book that that people are mean because they feel threaten. Am I making you feel intimidated in anyway? Let’s not even go there. You wouldn’t like it.
Well how can I expect you to love others when you can’t even love yourself?

The world does not need much of your senseless judgements and remarks. So use less of it unless you are getting yourself acquainted with like minded bimbos.

Less is more sometimes. I am happier with lesser of fools like you whose tongues are always wagging worse than that of a dog.
Go on. Bark louder, woman. I choose to turn a deaf ear to your mindless chatter hereafter.

I choose to forgive you though for it makes two of you if I refuse to.

I told you before. I have got another side to me. And this time you get to face the dark side. You chose what you wanted to see. So burn with it.

Haven’t I told you before? That I rather be hated for what I am than to be loved for what I am NOT!

So lick your burnt wounds and stay out of my sight. For your own good at least.

You are out. From my life. From my system.

Adios!


With Love and Forgiveness,

TheGalUWouldLoveToHate