venting...but hey, it worked
you don't know what I went thru and what I am still going thru. You have no right to tell me what is right and wrong with my life, while you always complain about your stupid shit. You don't need to put me down to make yourself feel superior because you are most definitly not. I don't care if you are somewhere and there's a fridge of beer... good for you, you don't have to call everyone you know to brag... I'm sick of your shit. Just go away.