I figured out what it is. You’ve been in competition with me. I remember now, you told me before, a couple years ago, that I do things better than you. I’ll never know why you think that. Your mentality is so warped. You have to say things that puff up your pride, make you out to be better than me. Your problems are so much bigger, your life is so much harder, boo hoo. You pathetic wretch.
