• Toxic.

    Yesterday 7:11 PM

    What’s up dude?
    Twerk
    Word til 11?

    Yesterday 8:49 PM

    Yeas
    Hit me up when you’re out I have
    something for you

    Yesterday 8:49 PM

    What
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    You want to go to the club with me,
    hβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆ, you, and get sick, cry and
    become demons while paying the
    cover charge to see some shitty band
    while drinking coffee. Then hold up
    the coffee house and run the clock
    out with hostages?
    Yes tomorrow’s my day off that will be
    fine
    No can do
    Lol
    What were you trying to say? Are you
    insulting me?
    Yes
    I dont believe you can do it
    Do what?
    You know what
    Ah lol okay fair. I don’t judge you dude
    ever. I Never have or will. I don’t feel
    like you care about our friendship,
    which hurts but I understand..
    Understand you probably never cared
    at any point anyway. No malicious
    attitudes here though, peace, dude.
    Sincerely mean that.
    You literally blacked out in a hottub
    and the cops dropped you off the
    other night dude come on
    I appreciate your concern but if you
    sincerely think I have a drinking
    problem being condescending doesn’t
    help and dude we all were going on a
    great drinking bout. I was supposed to
    sleep at Hβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆ’s but he ditched me.
    We all drink until we get drunk
    On the weekends at least
    Come on man be honest with yourself
    if you’re not going to be honest with
    me. Thats a terrible mentality and you
    dont speak for anyone except yourself
    and you’re trying to group everyone
    together to justify your actions.
    Alright man
    I’m just going to go home after this
    beer
    Sorry man no offense like I said I
    appreciate your concern
    Dude if you really think that you’re
    beyond me. I am busy as fuck. I don’t
    have free time or free money. I am
    working hard to achieve my goals and
    my dreams. Don’t be such a
    melodramatic pussy all the time
    making up shit. I go to school all day
    and work all night and barely have
    time to sleep because I have to do
    homework when I get home at
    midnight. I don’t know what to tell
    you. You just don’t get it.
    I am sorry Aβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆ. I am just sick of
    your shit. You are unstable and YOU
    are the shitty friend. The whole world
    revolves around you and your
    preconceived notions. You are
    unwilling to accept anything that does
    not validate your prejudices. It’s
    unhealthy. All you want to do is drink
    or smoke and it’s boring. I cannot
    possibly begin to have an intellectual
    conversation with you because you
    don’t listen and you are so fucking
    myopic and self-righteous you can’t
    even begin to see from anyone else’s
    point of view. You just make stupid
    prepubescent jokes all the
    time. Every time we text me you make
    shit up in your head and try to guilt me
    into being a “better friend” to you
    because I am too busy to go fuck
    around and drink with you? Fuck off
    dude you’ve been being a piece of shit
    to me for a long time. You need to get
    your act together. You are unstable
    and all over the place. You are so
    dumb you don’t even understand that
    YOU are the one who ruined your
    relationship with Sβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆ. She still loves
    you but you’re the one who can’t be in
    a relationship because you treat
    people like objects and cannot accept
    not having everything exactly the way
    you want it. Now, I love you Aβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆ but
    I am sick of your shit. Leave me alone
    for a while I am super stressed, I have
    a lot of homework and bills and
    responsibilities, my anime convention
    is a week away and I am scrambling to
    finish work for it and still do all of my
    homework and work every night. So
    please, get your shit together and
    don’t you dare try to derail me
    because it just won’t happen.
    Ah you don’t know me, man. I don’t
    care what you think anymore. If you
    don’t appreciate me now you never
    will and I don’t have the time to
    change your mind. I just offer to get
    high with you because I figure that’s
    the only thing that will get you to
    share company. You don’t know my
    relationship with Sβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆβ–ˆ and no one
    does or will, ever. The only thing I am
    sincerely sorry and I will tell you is not
    being able to cognitively hold a
    socially healthy conversation because
    there is sincerely something wrong
    with me and my mental health.
    Sincerely. I don’t know what you want
    me to be. I work out 4-5 days a week.
    I work a lot of overtime. I probably
    drink less than you. I was worried
    about you finding out about my owi
    because I knew you would judge me.
    Bye Felicia

    Sent as a Text Message

    November 30, 2015
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