The bitch that tried to frame me

DAWN.

I haven't forgotten how you stole the hostess' jewelry from the sleepover we were at in high school, then called her mother the following Monday saying you'd seen *me* wearing them at school, DAWN.

Did being a bulimic weirdo not net you enough negative attention or something? You didn't even have the guts to be a real bulimic. You'd just chew your food to get the taste and then spit it out like some idiot, DAWN.

You were just jealous that I made out with a boy you liked. I had no idea you liked him, first of all. Secondly, you weren't a couple, DAWN. And he was a player anyway.

You don't deserve to be in a relationship at all because you waste food. If a guy takes you out and buys your meal, you're going to just barf it all back up, so what's the point, DAWN??

God I hate you. Even if you did move out of state, karma will get you, DAWN.