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We all know the Troper Tales stereotype of people believing themselves to be this trope while they're actually attention-starved, annoying and socially maladjusted.
Back in highschool in knew a prime example of this: insisted on giving herself a cutesy nickname, would spam people to have improvised picknicks, wiccan hijinks and tea parties and wasn't able to hold a conversation without going on random tangents which killed it stone-dead.
Add to that slitting, wild sob stories that were meant to sollicit pity and the inability to take any criticism of her behaviour to heart, and you have someone you should have cut all ties with way sooner.
She's still friends with some of my friends, so I got to hear that she's mildly saner, but her asinine snowflaking personality remains pretty much the same. And now I've found out she'll become a member of the frat next year, so ignoring her whenever we bump into each other won't really be an option anymore. Feels bad, man.
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