Yeah. Everyone is under the impression I think the sun shines out of your ass. Wrong! I currently hate you with a passion I've only ever felt when I loved you. You lead me on, then the next thing you're flirting with her. You're laughing with me the next second, making little "in-jokes" that, as you say to people when they give us quizzical looks, "only us two get", then slagging me off and being the bitchiest male alive since Perez Hilton. Not anymore. I know you think I'm a bitch, but you haven't seen anything yet! I'm gonna treat you, the way you treat me. Then see just how fucking attractive she is, when you realise you threw away the greatest thing you've ever had for her. Not very, I suspect. I hope you hate her. I hope you hate her with the passion I hate you, because you gave me up for her. We could have worked. And, I know you seen that, and I know you'll see it again. And, don't worry, I will take great pleasure in just rolling my eyes, scowling and grumbling "don't you ever go away". Yeah, have fun while it lasts.