When I was in 8th grade, I was "friends" with this girl. She had constantly said mean things about me. My hair, bra, shoes, makeup were funny to her. I never have enough confidence to tell her to leave me alone. One day she said something about my brother. That's when I knew I couldn't be shy anymore. I yelled at her. I asked wtf was wrong with her. At that point I was done being nice. To this day I don't feel bad about what I said to her because now I have new friends, better friends.
You see? Sometimes you just got to let go of people in life. Once you let go, you see the world differently. You don't want to look back at life and remember that one person who ruined everything. So let go, because sometimes it's easier than holding on.
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