I've got my hands at your throat and i think i hate you...
So i'm a boyfriend stealer, "best friend" controling bitch who has an annoying laugh, and that cries for attention. RIGHT.
Atleast i dont throw conniptions when things dont go my way and by conniption i mean throwing tempertantrums like a 2 year old. you have no reason not to like me. i've done nothing wrong, in what i've said and my actions. I'm totally being myself, perhaps you should try it. you're jealous because i've got what you want and that kills you. so go ahead, pout and cry, nothing is going to change, i'm over it, i dont care and never did. i'm still going to be myself and things are going to remain the same.
simply put. grow the fuck up... i'm sick of your shit.
Ps. go ahead and try to "steal" him, i already know i'm his favorite. nothing is going to change that. sorry.