Let's get things straight. I apologised because I felt sorry for what I had said to you, unpleasant choice of words I know. I wasn't asking for forgiveness, I don't think there was a need to. But now I do feel a pang of humiliation after reading something you posted, which I assumed I must be the recipient. Please stop thinking so highly about yourself. I have always dislike you since young. I tried to like and appreciate you but your arrogance never fails to annoy me. I was obliged to go out with you so many times in the past. I got to admit that I did lie to you a few times to excuse myself. I tolerated your crap and had enough of you telling me how many suitors you had and how bad you wanted a suave boyfriend. Good for you that you're rich but wealth is not everything. Don't be so shallow and intimidate everyone with your money. I thought we could clear the air and ditch the hard feelings. I thought. Wistful thinking I would call that. Guess there's no way back. I see. Fuck it yea. I still hate you. Nobody likes you. This is childish but I really don't care. Oh god, I'm feeling so ten-year-old.
