Why, must you continue to assume the mannerisms of sandpaper when i'm trying ridiculously hard to smooth this out? I'm scraping my knees, it hurts, you suck.
It's not that i'm mad or anything, its just, well, you can be such a huge fucking prick and it puts me in a bad way sometimes. Do you know how to socialize? Do you really believe life to be this huge fucking party for you? Because if you keep this up, there will be no cake.
infact, there will be no balloons or booze or uncanny inside jokes because NO ONE WILL COME.YOU WILL LOOSE EVERYONE YOU LOVE AND BE COMPLETELY ALONE THE REST OF YOUR LIFE. AND DONT THINK I'M GOING TO COME RUNNING B