Yourself such an arrogant prick that I feel like slapping the Hell out of you. Sadly, you live God knows how many miles away and are safe from my wrath. The time when I see you, you better start running. I'm so f**king annoyed at you, it seems unreal. I'm immature? Let's get this straight. I'm not immature. I'm seeing things they really are. Well I am so sorry for having a joke, and I'm so sorry that I'm not running to you all the fricking time! I was the one who kept starting up conversations. I was the one who broke that deadly silence during the conversations. Do you really care for this friendship? God, I'm so glad that I don't love you anymore. From this event, I am finally seeing that you're nothing more than a little child.