I’ve been helping you with your problems for two damn years. I’ve forgiven you many times for all the insults and lies you have thrown at me. I even forgave you for breaking our friends group into pieces! We used to talk every single f**king day, but you ruined that for us.
You’re always pissy and b*t*hy at my best friend (my ex-girlfriend too) because she confessed before you did! You hurt her and b*t*h at her even if she never b*t*hes back!
And you also lied to me for two straight years. You’ve made me feel like a miserable piece of s**t. I always thought my advice and kindness went past you and went right into the trash. I always thought it went through one ear and out the other. Almost as if I gave you nothing at all.
But supposedly my advice and kindness has been working on you. Yet you still act the same way? Depressed, sad, gloomy, rude, and b*t*hy!
And to add insult to injury, you played a “prank” on me by saying that I’m a shi**y f**king friend. You also said a lot of other horrible s**t about me too! That’s utter f**king b*llsh*t! To treat me like that all for a good f**king laugh for you and your f**king friend. Yeah, hahaha. How f**king funny is it that you nearly ruined your friendship with the only person who dares to help you not kill yourself?
I have saved your life countless f**king times, and yet you still treat me rather poorly. I have every damn right to insult you back and to be brutally honest with you. And you damn well know that without me, you would be bloody f**king dead right now. Lying in a coffin inside the cold hard ground. Somewhere in North Carolina.
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