You betray me. I betray you back. Don't mess with me. I know your softest soft. I wish you would die the most horrible way. I would kill you. But first use torture. Don't think I care. Rip out each strand of your rough blonde hair one-by-one. And I hope you cry. Begging for your forgiveness. But I won't because you hurt. You took everything from me. And I will take everything from you. And this time I won't have pity for a bitch like you.
Reason for writing:
She never realized the value of friendship.
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