You hid behind the glowing screen
spitting verbal abuse when we used to be friends.
“You’re not on the team” “you suck”
When I tried to stand up for myself
You called me “ whinny little bitch”.
I called you out for being an asshole
because you were with how you treated me
You said, “uninstall you fucking scrub”
“This is my club, I call the shots”
This all just seemed out of the blue,
but when he told me
“she hates your personality”
I knew.
You’re a jealous little child
who Couldn’t bear the thought
of sharing your male friends
with another single girl.
Or maybe the guy you wanted
preferred me instead.
When you had the opportunity
to make up a reason why he wanted space
you picked the most heartbreaking way.
“Back off the fuck off of Keith”
and followed it up by making it look like
he was now with you.
“I don’t appreciate you moving in on him”
when he had moved in on me.
So you got me excluded
from League of Legends games
and from social events.
Found any chance you could
to hurt me as long as it wasn’t in person.
You fucking little coward.
A passive aggressive post about video game characters
“Don’t you hate when people steal your mains”
League of Legends characters are free,
I should be able to play whoever the hell I want.
Posting my game score from Keith’s Facebook went damn too far,
just a way for you to start another attack.
“The copycat” you said
You couldn’t just let me be
“Stop trying to fucking be me,” you say.
Why do you feel so threatened
that you had to go and start a fight over a fucking game!
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