Fuck off.

Is it enough? have you enough for all these shits? or need more? ha? tell me, dude. Where’s the part of me that you wanna get hurted again? I thought you are the best guy that I’ve ever met. But what? I’m wrong. I am one hundred percents entirely wrong. You’re not better off than Sid who stabbed Nancy seven times with kitchen knife. You’re not. You know what? You suck! I’m telling you that be careful of what’s come out from your mouth, dude. Don’t make people heart’s bother. Get it? Now please, fuck off.