Others see your well-publicized resume of good deeds… your self-advertised big smile and warmth toward cuddly animals and children… your carefully crafted persona of thoughtfulness and kindness.
But I remember how you always publicized those things… and were the absolute worst kind of friend and bully underneath it all.
Bully, liar, backstabber, fake. You are damn good at hiding those things; no one else seems to have a clue.
Someday I hope you get a pitchfork in your back the same size as the dozens you put in mine, you fucking psychopath.