Go away.

This is going to be one serious rant for someone. If you can't handle it, just move away.

Dear, -------
OKAY. I hate you.
Hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate you.
Got that?
Go away. Please. Get out of my life. Go away. I don't care about you. If you aren't going to leave, then leave me the hell alone. I don't want to hear from you ever. I want you to stay as far away from me as possible. I never want to hear your name again. I never did anything to you. You're just too jealous for your own good. Here's a lesson:
Jealousy is a mother fucking bitch.
I'd learn that lesson now before you ruin everything. I've seen how it's upset your own friends. Your friends. Who are MY friends. If we aren't going to be friends, the least you could do it leave me alone.
Don't try to talk to me. All you do is try to make me feel bad. Well, you accomplish a little bit of that. You piss me the hell off. More than anyone on this planet. Quite literally. I'd rather listen to 6 hours of Opera music than see your face.
It's not really my fault you can't make anymore friends once one of your best friends moved away. But that doesn't mean you can keep my own best friends away from me.
I honestly didn't give a damn when I saw you eating lunch by yourself. I really didn't feel bad or anything. I don't feel bad for you.
I didn't know I could hate someone this much.
Oh. Look. You just texted me. FUCK OFF. I don't care.
You'll get what's coming to you one day.
Bitch.

I hate you,
Molly.