You’re a jerk, I hope you know that. Did you ever really give a toss about me? Well, now I’ll save you the trouble of pretending that you do. I’m not going to be bossed about by you anymore, I’m leaving. Enough screaming, you never listen anyway. I’m moving on to better things. But you’ll figure that out yourself, I can’t be arsed to send this. I’m going to make myself happy. This is just so that I can look back at it if I ever miss you (fat chance), so I can remember what a jerk you are.