People are really needlessly emotional these days. Honestly, like I don’t give a fuck. I don’t want to be associated with you if you’re going to treat me and others like crap all the time. Granted, I’m not perfect, but this has been a regular occurrence and quite honestly, I’m sick of it. It’s fine to complain occasionally and chat with friends about your day, but when you explode when every little thing doesn’t go your way, it’s ridiculous. I don’t want to live like that. And I don’t want to talk to someone who lives like that. I don’t care about material objects as representations of our friendship, it’s whatever. I’m not going to let commodities rule my relationship with someone over another. I’m done, whatever. Until you can learn to mature as a human being, I am done. I genuinely hope you do, because I care about you. I hope you learn how detrimental your actions are to everyone around you. I wish you luck in your endeavors and your future and perhaps I`ll be in it, perhaps not.