you know what. do me a favour and stop pretending you know me so damn well. you haven't deigned to be a friend except when you've needed one so don't bother acting as if you know everything when you haven't even been around. which, incidentally, is the reason why i have no patience to tell you anything real about my life anymore. so you constantly asking me what's going on? at this point you just sound like you're trolling for gossip. also, can i just add that conversations with you are really just your one-sided self-absorption monologues? for a conversation to really be one, you actually do have to hear the other party instead of cursorily listening then bringing it back to you and your woes and your shit. here's a reality check. you're not the only one with shit to deal with. you're just the only one who talks endlessly about it.
seriously. can i just say what a real swell friend you've been.
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