Why B*tches Exist

Females are the highest possibilities if this kind of culprit.
Although she couldn't be spotted immediately.
She can be anyone, anywhere.

For all you know, she can be in the identity of that girl in the bus who sits across you.
Or that seatmate of yours.
And even, your own trusted friend.

The common thing she does is to bring you down.
To make your life miserable.
And to be pessimistic of yourself without suspicion.
She gives you advices you don't need.
She makes you know she is far more richer, pretty, and hell famous than you are.
Everything is about HER.

One day you get a Chad Murray clone for a boyfirend and she tells you to keep away from the guy and digs all the lies about him so that the two of you would eventually break uo.
That makes her so-called mission succesful.

Jealousy. That's the thing she always carries.
The green-eyed monster wants to take everything you have that she doesn't.
Her attention is always locked on YOU.

But the thing is, the only loser who will come out in this little game of hers, is HER.
And pity is the thing you could give.
Go on play with her.
She ruins your life, yet in the end, the heroine could just stand upon all that and smiles.
And all you can say is, "For you who talk about me, and trying to pull me down, thanks for making me the center of your world." x))

Yam. ♥