No ugly, skinny, flat chested, bisexual, man faced nippy little feminist dogs who think they’re witches, dig gossip and think they know everything about love s** and relationships (no even close). Only attractive women.

It’s easy for your stupid friends and the losers who are not half the man I am in any way to try to make you feel better about yourself to make it out like there’s something with me. That’s normal. They don’t want a depressing sack of s*** that you are with the truth. They don’t get you completely when you’re in that shape, but it’s he truth. Don’t let em fool you. You know me. They don’t. That’s the bottom line.

And besides the point, I don’t like you either. Your friends are one thing, I hate them, but you and they are perfect for each other. I don’t like you either when it gets right down to it. You are no different than they are 🙂