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Let me just say this…

I am lucky/intelligent enough to realize that no matter who I meet I will always have a group of peeps who will ALWAYS have  my back. Chicks who will always protect me and make sure that nasty bitches who try to put me down: haters, jealous hoes & fucked up insecure girls who will follow & chase b/c that’s all they know what to do BECAUSE…

Their LIFE SUCKS. And mine doesn’t.

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Yea I’m back, bitches!!!

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OK.

So… you, TFF, & I, are not technically “friends”. You are best friends with my very good friend. Since we share the same friend, I am forced to encounter your presence quite often.

Thus, I feel the need to get some things off of my medium-sized chest, alleviate some weight off my shoulders, and express what I have been wanting to for some time now….through MG of course! ;-)

To TFF,

In life, we meet both positive & negative people.

You happen to be one of those ridiculously negative ones. Like the type of person who has a rainy, dirty grey cloud of shittiness hovering over them at all times.

And there are quite a few things about you that bother me to high hell.

Since we continue to meet – bc we share the same friend – I shall conveniently bullet point what specifically annoys me the most about you (in no particular order of course):

  • Stop inviting yourself, EVERYWHERE. Why is it, every time I make plans with our mutual friend, you always show up? Who does this??? Kindly wait for an invitation please. There are things I would rather not talk about, in your presence.
  • Stop asking me about every detail of my life and everything that I am doing to make it a better one. It’s interesting that I actually respond to your inquisitiveness – bc, of course, you inappropriately ask me in front of mutual friends – and when I finish sharing my current stat/bf/projects/etc., you respond with an apathetic, “oh, okay.”
What the hell does “oh, okay” mean exactly???
Damn you, Toxic Friend of a Friend!!
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