love to deck you in the face.
You are no friend of mine. I just want to move on with my life, but for whatever reason you attempt to start shit. I’m done with you.
I don’t talk to you, you don’t talk to me.
I’m happy with my life. I got my boy, I got my family, I have my friends that I talk to. I like to spend time with J, and his friends, but I’m not going to go out of my way for anyone else, truly. If you don’t get the hint about me not wanting to be your friend anymore you’re pretty dense.
Don’t get all bitchy because I gave up on you, because you aren’t a good friend. It’s not like you were ever there for me.