Why did you have to come into MY place, take away all MY friends, impress everybody I loved, when you didn’t need to?
you don’t deserve it.
you are scum.
I hope you rot away into oblivion.
And it’s not just all that. It’s the fact that you were FIRED but don’t feel the need to tell your new boss, and that you steal everything you lay your eyes on, but “don’t worry, this job is everything. I would never do it here.”
why must I put up with you kleptomania and shit disturbing? is EVERYTHING your business? do you need to be the centre of attention ALL the time?
my parents told me not to talk to you anymore. it’s not working. they told me to tell you to put stuff back when you steal it. but i can’t.
and that’s the worst part of all.