I hate being around you. I hate talking to you. I hate just the thought of you.
You are just one disgusting, insensitive cunt.
No wonder so many people hate you. I can't believe I even called you "best friend".
You make me regret becoming friends with you.
Oh well. I'm feeling tired, so goodnight. I'll reply to any of my mentions tomorrow.
It is up to /them/ if they want to be my friends or not. I'm used to being used.
If I feel my family doesn't deserve me, then why should my friends? It makes perfect sense.
Now when I realize I've been abandoned, I just shrug it off.
It used to be a big deal when my friends abandoned me.