This girl is yet another one of those short, adorable, hipstery girls with boatloads of style and cute hipstery hobbies but no real substance underneath. She's also extremely flaky and bubbleheaded, which I think some people must read as cute and free-spirited. I used to feel bad about myself and think she was so much better than me because she was so small and cute and had all these dates all the time. Now I see just how wrong I was. What an idiot.
Maybe she really does think I am too cool for school since I never put up with her flakiness and I pretty much dropped her flat on her face after the first couple times she "forgot" our plans. For the last year, I haven't talked to her at all unless she initiates it, because I just don't have time for that crap. And the last time I talked to her a couple months ago she admitted she had been gaining weight, while I had lost a lot. (She's a vegetarian like all the hipsters here are, so big surprise there.)
In a way, I'm glad she told me, because now I am truly 100% over that douchebag. He's so good at manipulating women that he makes it seem like he's the victim when he cheats. He apparently told her all about how he fucked me over, and all the women before me, and she still dated him. I'm also thoroughly over the illusion that she's this perfect, adorable little lady living a charmed life and is objectively better than me in every way. I may be lonely and weird and awkward, but at least I don't throw sucker punches at people who are doing well just to make myself feel better. What a loser.