Fine by me. You’re irritating as fuck, and I couldn’t care less if you told me right now that you don’t want to be friends with me anymore. Let’s see, the things I don’t like about you.. no wait, I think it’s harder to list the things that I do like about you. It’s hard to think about that one, because I’m pretty sure there’s nothing good about you. You talk way too much about yourself. You’re so full of yourself, it’s sickening, coming up to me and my friends talking about you you and only you. You’re also an attention whore, being all loud and obnoxious and pulling all these stunts to get everyone’s attention. You’re an asshole to people that put you first in their life. You think you’re so cute and adorable but you’re not.

You also need to stop talking shit about other people, especially the girls you call your “girls.” Talk about fake lol. You call them your best friends, yet you’re everything but a friend to them. Enough with the repetition though. I just want to get it all straight. I gave you another chance to be part of my life, because you said you were going to change. Look at you, though; still the same. I guess you’re one of the rare “once a bitch, always a bitch.” Pffft. Get the hell out of here and go back to where you came from because 99% of us do not like you.