Graduating from the Friendship
Girl I went to high school with was always mean to me for no reason, other than she was capable of doing it. I was nothing but nice to her because I figure, kill her with kindness doesn’t get you arrested, but killing her with a meat cleaver does.
At graduation, she comes up to me and starts to try and hug me and tell me she’s going to miss me so much and blah blah blah. I stopped her, and said “You’ve never been nice to me before, why are you being so fake about it now?
You are such a selfish, shallow human being that you have to go out of your way to lie to me, when thankfully it’s the last time I will ever see you if I can help it.” It felt almost as good as cancelling plans. Story credit: Reddit