what the hell do you want? i’ve always known you love me. you spend all your time on semantics, and who’s offering you more than i do because i’m busy, and child internet games and drama. i’m only glad that garbage occupies you because you’re hateful and only make me feel bad anyways. don’t think you’re going to start one of your cheating long distances with me like you do with everyone. i have brains, and confidence. i live in another world. who fuking cares if one of your whores spreads her legs for you. there’s actual real life changing things taking place, fuking ugly jealous stalking no good trolls. now there’s a winner. you don’t deserve someone that was never good enough to begin with. what the fuk do you want.
