After all, you were rude to someone I love who didn't deserve your outburst. And you were inconsiderate to a child who didn't know any better. All because you were stone drunk the night before and didn't go to sleep at a time people normally do - even when on vacation.
I think my anger is in the way you posture and pretend. The way you insidiously mask your social climbing tendencies with a veneer of do-gooder-ness people fall for within the first ten seconds. Oh self-sacrificing you. Oh you unselfish cow.
But I see you. I see who you really are. A girl from a poor background who still carries a huge chip on her shoulder and has a point to prove even to those uninterested. You're a typical social climber, one who will use others' shoulders as ladders, but with enough brains to remember your please and thank yous so most people don't notice your shoeprint on their shirt collars. All they are left with is a dull ache that bears the imprint of your foot but no clear memory of the moment when the pain would have inserted itself into the shoulder blade.
Slowly, as things unravel, you will find that people are transient in your life. Because that is the nature of what you breed. Long-term relations with you are unprofitable for any soul because you choose to dictate the terms of engagement.
You will be alone at some point. With nothing but your godforsaken cats and dogs.
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