To a certain faggot:
You.
Tick.
Me.
Off.
Quit your shenanigans. If you want to flirt around, don't put on that false mask, that you're still so oh-oh damn heartbroken, needing time to get over things.
If you got the mood to be a such a guy, tells me you ain't brooding over it or caring about it, simply put, you don't give, a. blardy. damn. about. it.
Yes, don't give me your lame words and phrases that make you seem so high and mighty, in fact your actions don't go in tune.
You called me lame when I told you some happenings, well, sorry, I got my way of having fun, Don't like it? = Shut up :)
You think you're so good when I don't say anything about your comments? It's because I don't think I need to explain anything to you. You're not even worth my breath.
I have been tolerating everything you throw at me all these while.
All your shitty excuses, all your hot air.
Just go.
You just love double-standards, treating different people with priorities.
Especially much better to girls, go flirt all you want. I don't really want to care much about it, however, if you cross a certain line, it won't be pretty.
It's time I stop taking your shit.
You always ruin everything for me.