265 - Goddammit.
I. Am. Never. Listening. In. Again.
Ever.
On a completely different note, shit happens. Suck it up and get over it. And just who the hell gave that punk permission to rename my shit and clear out my friends list? If I'm remembering right, this was mine. Ain't nothing sacred anymore. Seriously, he could have got his own.
My playlist is even gone. What the fuck. This shit is not cool. I am still here, thanks. Instead I'm stuck with this punk's shit, and he's got real shitty taste in music.
Meh, whatever. I guess it don't matter since you can't type without hands, now can you? No, no you can't. And really, that's the important thing to remember here.
PS: That other shit? Also uncool. There's enough shit going on without that adding to it.