i cringe every time you want to talk to me. my blood boils every time i hear your this-is-the-way-you're-supposed-to-do-it lecture. and you have the guts to actually think we're friends. no, we're friggin' not! and i don't even know where you got that stupid idea! talking to you doesn't mean we are!
get off my back!
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