If I frustrate you, to bad. You clearly don't know me as well as you'd like to think if your mad.
You wanna start assuming crap? No, your not, because you don't know everything so you may as well just shut up now.
Next you're gonna talk behind my back? At least make sure I don't find out about it, idiot.
Like seriously, some people make me sick. Actually sick to my stomach.
Don't expect to get back on my good side. Ever.
You hurt me, so I'm done with you. Your mad now, but you'll be regretting it later. You, not me.
End of story.