Fuck you. All of you godawful cliquey thespians.
Make nice, tell me we should hang out over the summer, giving me your numbers in order to do just that.
Blowing me off when I try to make plans to see a movie, acting all surprised when you see me there.
I am sick and tired of trying to make it into your little club. I’m sorry I never did the musicals and that I haven’t lived here my whole life and therefore haven’t known you since the dawn of time. I am so glad that we’re all going off to separate colleges and my mom is relocating so I never have to see you people again.
It will be very satisfying to arrive at our 10 year reunion to find you as 3rd rate music teachers because none of you are good enough to make a career of theater and you spent all your time in high school doing that so you have no other talents.
One more thing: NOT EVERYTHING HAS TO BE AN INSIDE JOKE. Yes, good friends have inside jokes, the longer the friendship the more numerous they are. I don’t object to them, they are inevitable, but when LITERALLY EVERY SINGLE word out of your mouths causes you to look at each other and laugh, it is ridiculous. Having spent some time with you I know that these jokes don’t just “happen” the way most people let them. You all MAKE every situation into an inside joke. Another way to excluded everyone.
I hate all of you.