You used me to try to get to people I had no id a you were involved with. Friends of mine. That’s why you needed me.
Now you use other people to get to me in the same way you could see me to get to J and whoever else, but at least J for sure.
That’s the way it is. At least I knew it even if I couldn’t put my finger on it.
That’s alright though. It’s not like I actually cared about you. Like I said I think I hated you and what you were about pretty much from the start.
Me and J and later on, more recently Farty, yeah that is not a typo, Farty, are not same kind of people. We don’t have the same taste or standards but they are definitely right up your alley