So, you don’t know who I am. You can’t figure out that we went to high school together, because we went to a high school that taught you nothing about cross-referencing. So, instead of just checking confirm you feel it necessary to send me a facebook message asking “whooooo are youuuuu?” Learn how to fucking type, making unnecessary typos is not funny, nor is it necessary. You’re a fucking idiot, and yet somehow in my crazy need to feel validated I must now respond and tell you all about how we went to high school together. That way you’ll be my friend and I can be happy that I’ve increased my number of fakebook friends. God, I’m such a loser. Done ranting, off to Mafia Wars.
Just Fucking Love Yourself Already
10 years ago
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