Oh my god. Seriously? You called ME trailer trash?
There's nothing good about you. All you do is look for pity.
You're not nice, you lied to me about going to college to make yourself seem "better" or whatever, you threaten suicide over every little thing, you called me a liar when you're the one that lies constantly, you're not attractive, and you're just a bad person in general.
There's literally nothing good about you. I'm not even saying that trying to be mean - I'm just stating a fact.
You've broken who knows how many girls just for the hell of it and you still try to get pity.
No one ******** pities you, you pathetic little boy.
And I'm not trailer trash. Look up the definition of it. "Lower-class white people, typified as living in trailers."
I'm not the richest person in the world, but there's no way in hell I'd be considered lower-class. And you would, on top of everything else. So why the hell would you throw THAT insult around? e__e
******** idiot.
I was nice to you, I was patient, and I put up with all your s**t. Even when you hurt me repeatedly just for the hell of it.
Well, you know what? ******** you. You ******** sick b*****d. You can rot in hell for all I care, you're nothing to me. And I hope you know that.
You still lied in the end. Everything was a ******** lie. Do you even know how to tell the truth?
My god. I didn't lose it on you like I probably should have. I kept calm and stayed level-headed so I wouldn't hurt you. Yet you still were a complete ******** a*****e to me when I didn't deserve it.
But whatever. You can go be someone else's problem. You aren't worth my time to even think about now.
Just don't you dare hurt Anthony again like you did. He's the only friend you have and he puts up with too much s**t from you. Buying you things, being there every second when you need him, and not getting mad when you use the things that are most painful to him to hurt him.
If you say s**t like that again, I'm going to find out, I promise you. And when I find out, I will ******** destroy you without a second thought.