Letter For A Liar

Justin.

Just wanted to congratulate you on succesfully disconnecting, pissing off and/or single handedly destroying your relationships with all the people who ever stood up for you when no one else did.
Three cheers for you. How's it feel? I bet you're soaring.

You may feel as if you are in a secure spot, seeing as you still have certain people on your "side". But if you'll think back a ways, the people on your "side" are the only one's in this whole mixup who ever snuck around and played the backstabbing game with you. In a way this could be good in that you now have an entourage of fellow decievers to share your games with. It could also be bad because you are easily swayed by what others say. Obviously. And they must surely see this. Think about what that means.

You believe just about anything you hear. You don't think about whether or not the person telling you things would have a reason to hurt you or the person they're talking about.
Did you ever think that whoever said those things about Dillon talking shit about you did it because he or she was mad at Dillon and
wanted to witness repurcussions for made up actions so he wouldn't have to confront Dillon or do anything himself? Did you ever think that you were the one who was getting played?
If you hear something about a friend, someone you actually care about, if there's anyone in this world that you've ever actually cared about, the first thing any fucking regular person would do is TALK TO THE GOD DAMN FRIEND.
Did your ability to have a mature conversation die with your ability to handle anything the right way?
SO MANY PEOPLE have been there for you and listened to you and NOT BELIEVED ANY OF THE SHIT OTHERS
SAID ABOUT YOU. So many people stayed by your side when no one else did. And you failed to do the same.
This might prove that we, the ones who were at one point your real friends, were stupid in ever putting our faith in you.
Maybe we should have listened to what everyone was saying about you.
Your lack of faith in people is pathetic. And your lack of confrontational skills is just as pathetic.

I try to think of a single time in which you SUCCESFULLY confronted someone with your actual point.
Gave someone the complete and honest truth without confusing anyone. You claim to be good at this but in fact
you suck the hugest, fattest ass at it.
Usually what you do is feed what's on your mind to the friends who you know will gossip about it and wait for it to
travel along the grapevine until the person you originally wanted to hear about it finally does.
In a way, you and all your current friends are pawns to one another.
They use you and you use them. And you each decieve yourselves.

You do not take people, use them for what you need at the time and then throw them away.
Reread that sentence and tell me what it sounds like.
Does it sound to you like something an asshole would do?
MAYBE BECAUSE IT IS.
You are an asshole.
A very misguided, sad and lost asshole.
But you still are one.

We would all still be here for you if you were to come around and snap out of this bullshit state you've been in.
We know you're smart enough to know what's going on if you actually open your eyes and try to see it.
But you don't.

What you've done to Brandon, me, and numerous others is not okay.
We pretty much can't stand you for it and think that you have a lot of things coming to you.
You really fucked up.
But this was necessary.
This whole letter.
If not to make you feel like shit, to make us feel better.
Or both.
If this letter fails to hurt you, simply tell someone loud and clear, send it through the grapevine
you've become so addicted to and someone will be sent immediately to kick you squarely in the balls.

Quite sincerely,
Alaina