i didn't really have anything to post so here yeah i'm starting another series called storytime i'm too lazy to make a thumbnail -.- i'm not gonna bother tryna make this desc aesthetic i'm sorry y'all my motivation has yeeted out the window i'm sure you all have met a toxic friend before. i have. here's a little storytime about her. well, more like a rant. i'm not gonna say her real name, because of privacy reasons ofc, but let's call her zoey. zoey was my preschool "friend" and she always did things that made it obvious she didn't care about me. once we were at the playground on a slide and zoey asked, "remember when my sister put on makeup?" and i was confused because I'M NOT PART OF HER LIFE SO HOW THE HECK WOULD I KNOW- ok sorry for caps lol *bleep* anyway i was like no?? and she went "you better say yes or i'm not gonna be your friend" which is an ridiculous thing to say and i probably should've said no (lol) but i said yes. mistake. *bleep* so i asked her "remember my sister's concert?" just to test it out and she said no. like seriously what??? you had the freaking audacity to- *bleep* almost every time i brought something of mine to school, zoey would ask if she could hold it. to keep it "safe" she would say. that is VERY sus if you ask me but little me thought that was completely totally normal. so once when i brought a mini tiara to school, she asked if she could hold it. i gave her the tiara and by the end of the day she didn't gave it back. just one question. why??? *bleep* one time we were walking around on the playground, talking to each other when zoey and i saw a cinderella toy on the floor. zoey picked it up and went "those kids stole my cinderella," and she pointed to some kids that were younger than us. "and i found it!" excuse me ma'am? *bleep* i know very well that cinderella is not yours. YOU'RE THE ONE STEALING CINDY *bleep* lol back then i didn't know how to use a reading log so i just wrote down whatever i read. and that means every single piece of wording in the house that i saw. and that also means filling up almost the entire reading log. one day this girl and i had our reading logs put up in the classroom because apparently we'd read the most. when it was recess, zoey told me "you read too much. i'm going to play with christy." ok so christy was someone who we both didn't like for whatever reason. (btw that's not her real name, i'm just calling her christy) and she'd still rather ditch me to play with her like how many braincells do you have- *bleep* that's pretty much all the memories i have of zoey being questionable. this took so long to write oml- *bleep* i don't h8 zoey, not really, it's just that she's kinda toxic. *bleep* tysm for reading the whole desc! if you enjoyed this story a love and fav would be appreciated! bye pog ppl B) <3
