I don’t have any problems until they decide to use privileged information against me for the purpose of my derision or you my likeness and response to derision as a tool for self promotion. And it’s unacceptable for me to do that to people (not that it’s something I do isn’t the first place). But where was I when someone was trying to extort 2 grand from you by pretending to be an underage girl? Being made fun of by you and the people you talk to behind my back. Where was I while you and your T-Rex
head girlfriend were
fucking each other? Taking your mother to the hospital while you made fun of me behind my back. Where were you while I was working 6 hours of your shift in addition to my own? At home, sleeping off the
dicking-down you
got from a mental
midget.
Hym “And that’s just the friends. Don’t even get me started on the family aspect of it. I mean, you can’t have a relationship with people you can’t say no to. Where is my
cousin? Where is my
brother? If all the
kids in your family are leaving and not coming back. It isn’t the
kids. Is it me? Are they around when I’m not? No. They’re gone whether I’m there or not. You don’t like what I
said about women and retards. So you’
ve decided to be a bitch. That’s a decision you’ve made. To be a bitch. It’s easier for you to change yourself than it is for you to change me (which is what you’re trying to do). You’re trying to change me instead of stopping being a bitch. That’s you. And if you want to talk about avoidance. I’m not avoiding you. Takes less for you to get here than it does for me to come there. You obviously care enough to do what you’re doing. Shot
clock is ticking. You’re standing there dribbling. Shoot the ball.”