So I'm using too much of your shit to make you happy. Well I'm sorry, pardon me if I feel as though you're being just a tad bit insensitive.

I'm sorry I use your lotion to massage you.

I'm sorry I cook you dinner with your groceries.

I'm sorry that no matter how many times I tell you I'm broke, you insist on going out and doing something.

I thought you were being genuine when you picked up a tab here and there. Obviously I was sorely mistaken.

I thought you enjoyed my company , that's why I stick around as much as I do.

I'm sorry the third time I called was to tell you the roads were slick. I thought you might appreciate being warned, or at the very least, csomeone fucking cared enough to tell you. Hey, maybe I wanted to talk to somebody and since I have the best conversations with you, I thought calling you might be a good idea.

Enjoy your evenings to yourself, you vain, ice-hearted, self-centered, inconsiderate, BITCH!

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