(Go stick your head in a pig!)
Come to think of it, “share and enjoy” is exactly the way I would expect an AI-generated YouTube video to end.
(Go stick your head in a pig!)
Come to think of it, “share and enjoy” is exactly the way I would expect an AI-generated YouTube video to end.
So if you insult someone because “they bring it on themselves,” it is how you grow as a person?
You have lied over and over, so I have no reason to believe this. Especially since you keep doing the passive-aggressive “friend” thing. It is very clear that you have a great loathing of me.
But hey, you want to prove you’re my friend and don’t hate me? Don’t respond to this. But you’re going to respond.
I’m getting an awful lot of assumptions from someone that preaches not assuming things about others so much, lol. You can call me a liar all day long, doesn’t make it true, and your opinion of me has long since lost any value. Genuinely not sure what your trying to accomplish here.
So, of course I’m going to respond, I find it rather hilarious that you continue to be so easily rankled the whole ‘friend’ thing, friend. Doesn’t mean I hate you though, pity might be a more apt description. Besides, you’ve so far provided no evidence that you would listen if I tried to prove otherwise, you’ll always either move the goal post or find some new injustice to latch onto. It’s sad really, but you can end the conversation at any time.
Thank you for proving my point that you hate me and lied about it.
Yeah, of course, no problem friend. Couldn’t just leave your delusions hanging
I’m glad we both agree that you lied about not hating me. What a silly thing to lie about. And yet still lying about the friend part too.
I know you think it annoys me when you call me friend. It does not. It makes me feel like there might be one single person on this entire planet slightly more pathetic than me. Probably not, but it gives me hope that I have slightly less of a reason to also hate me.
Lol, you do realize I was being sarcastic af, right? It’s legitimately hard to tell sometimes if you actually read anything, or just make stuff up all on your own.
Nah, your annoyed, friend. You let that slip out of the bag long ago, buts it’s certainly no reason to go about hating yourself.
Ah. Again assuming you can read my mind.
And in sarcasm lies truth.
You have no insight into my self-loathing either, believe it or not.
You think you’re the world’s expert on me and you don’t even know my gender.
Don’t really need to assume anything on this front, you make it pretty fucking obvious the only thing I need to know about you. You invent your own world and try to warp everyone else to fit it. Im sure it must be frustrating to be challenged like this, but I can assure you that you hardly matter enough to make me hate you over any of this. You do make it quite entertaining, though . . .