Look, I'm fucking sick and tired of this crap. You're totally just fuckin' high school, whiny-ass bullshit, and honestly I don't favor it at all. You fucking ask like a little wuss pussy bitch because I told you to shut the fuck up when you were screaming in the goddamned mic. You know what, you fucking deserved it. You know, if you can't fucking take that from me, you're going to that military school, you're fucked. You are seriously fucked. They're only going to yell at you. They're gonna scream at you until you fucking cry and piss your little bitch-ass pants. You fuckin' understand me? Cause that's what they're gonna do. I have tried to be your friend. I have been your friend. Fuckin' a' man. I don't know, I went out and almost bought you the fuckin' Halo 3 Legendary until I was told, oh wait, nevermind, you got another copy. Even when you were acting like a fuckin' jerk, I was going out, I was gonna spend 130 fuckin' dollars on your ass because I considered you a fucking friend. Now you act like a little wuss pussy bitch and just fucking can't even man up to try to compromise, can't even fucking talk to me straight at all. You're gonna act like a little fucking jerk. You know, you're probably going to delete this message but I could care less because I'm actually saying what the fuck needs to be said to you, all right. You can go fucking sit on a corner, cry your eyes out all the fuck you want about me telling you to shut the fuck up. Guess what, buddy? You're going to get even worse later in life. Alright? Now look I've been willing to try and work shit out and you know, fucking care about what kind of a friendship we had. Alright? You know, maybe you consider that a pussy attitude, but you know what, it's actually the more manly move. Yeah. It is. You know what, fuck off, man. Just fuck off.

Hey Loserface. It's me. Just wanted to know, I did not, absolutely did not deserve your rudeness and being mean and being an asshole to me. I did nothing but be nice and be honest with how I felt. And I hate you and I will for now on, you are up there with one other guy I have ever hated so much in my life. Congratulations. You are a chicken shit who cannot accept the fact that someone did what they did for some other reason, and forgiving and be kind and understanding. And I hate you and I always will. So fuck you and don't even call me again and don't ever fuckin' email me again to be your connection or anything. Cause I fuckin' hate you now and always will and so does my sister, Abby, and so does my mother. Congratulations. You are up there with Jim. And you always will be. Fucking piece of shit. You are scared of your own fucking shadow. You're a loser. Bye.

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I just want to tell you. You know what, I'm fine. Don't worry about me. You obviously haven't been. So you go live your life. I'll be fine and I'm out of here in a big way. Like out of here. Okay? Goodbye.

You know, and that was my biggest fear about doing this phone thing, because, you know, I was trying to do it on good faith, knowing that you'd help me with it, and you'd make it priority and you know, it would be okay regardless. And it's not. And my cell phone's disconnected as of tomorrow. And I need to call AT&T right now to reinstate my cell phone. And I guess I'm fucked again. Because you know what, I put faith in this, us, and you helping me out with this. And I'm not gonna listen to you over voicemail how to set up my voicemail. There's a lot of other things on this stupid phone that I don't even know how to operate. So I'm paying for something I don't even know how to use. So can you do me a favor and let me know what to do with this thing, I don't know. And I'm not trying to be a prick, but you know what, I don't know what to do. I have no cell phone as of tomorrow because I trusted you.

All I can say this is if you're out in a fuckin' bar when I went to your house, drove by you, you saw me and you just drove by me, and I called you to apologize and tell you how much you miss me. If you're at a fucking bar right now, I will never ever forgive you, ever. Because if you could be having a good time, then you know what, fuck you. Then you know what, you're right, then I need to move on. But I hope you know what you're doing. Cause I'm not fuckin' playing around anymore. You know, what do you think, the world is gonna fuckin' chase you forever, Mark? You know what, everyone is gonna chase you cause you're Mister Wonderful? Yeah, well you've got some flaws going on yourself, so you know what, when I call you and apologize and call you a million times to tell you how much you mean to me, that should mean something, but obviously it doesn't. So you fuckin' have a good time out at the fuckin' bars, but I tell you what: if you're there, don't ever fuckin' call me again.

You better fucking call me back on my cell phone. I'm done doing this thing with you, chasing you. Until the point where you exhaust me. Well you have already. What the fuck are you doing. So you really want it to be over? Is that what you want? Are you going to be a happy boy then? I guess so, that's what you told me. So I guess I should just listen to that. Call me back, Mark. You better call me soon cause I'm done chasing you. I can't express this to you enough. You know, sometimes you only do this so many times and then it just becomes fuckin' old, doesn't it?

Hear this, I know you're checking your messages, I can tell. Right now it's 10 after 9. And since now you've tortured me all day and night, you better fucking call me back, Mark. You better fuckin' call me back. If you want any chance of ever working this out with me, I swear to God. I've done every fucking thing I can possibly do. So are you happy? Are you happy? Well you just go out there and booze it up on your own. Okay? Cause I came over to see you and you denied seeing me again. Again. And I was even coming over to you after apologizing to you after doing all those things, saying all those things into the phone to you that mean absolutely fucking nothing. So I hope you're happy. I hope you're happy being a lonely guy. Oh, but wait. I know you got a lot of dates, so maybe you won't be that lonely. Well you know what, I've done everythi

So you won. Not only have you ruined my day, but you've ruined my night. Cause I'm too upset to even think about going out to have fun. Fun. I want to be with you and I want to be with someone who doesn't want to be with me. So yeah, it would be a real good time out tonight. So, anyway, I know that I gotta move on. And I'm going to. And mark my words, if I don't hear from you shortly, I'm moving on. Because I'm not gonna play this game tomorrow. And I know I keep saying that, and I know I keep calling you back, but it's fucking draining mark, and I'm tired of it. And I chased after you once again, all fucking day and all fucking night. So, you know what, have fun with your fucking stubbornness. And you know what, I hope the next fucking woman you date, or girl maybe I should say, puts up with your stubbornness, because I can't deal with it. I've given you everything. I've said to you every possible thing that I could say, I basically came crawling back. Even though, you know what, it's not only my fault, it's us. And uh, you know what, you continue to fuckin' torture me, and uh, I just hope that you're really having a good time. And I know you're probably not, so, whatever. I hope you got what you wanted from all this, because, uh, it's just fuckin' sad. So, um, I'm moving on. I'm going to bed and I'm certainly moving on tomorrow morning. Goodbye.