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It's really funny how some people does stuff just to get what they want. It really sickens me too. How a person can rely on dirty tricks and tactics just to get me out of the game. How that same person can call himself a man of god. I mean. All's fair and square. That's true. But if you have to rely on something such as spreading some stuff which is obviously untrue, you're a cunt. A Top class one too. And I always thought you were a friend. Or something like that. Yet you had to go around my back. If you truly were a man of god. Why not just tell me in my face. Instead of making me the last person to find out. You just had to do that, dont' you. You just had to make use of poor Stanley, who's really good-natured and possesses a heart of gold. Honestly. If you dared call yourself a man of god, my. That's a God I dont' wish to know. It's amazing how you "confirmed" and put me under high suspicions. I mean. Even I can't do it that good. You're probably the best in the game then. Gamesmanship, I'll rate you 10/10. You came to me as a clean young man. Now it ends in a sour note. You dirty filthy rat. And also. For the next person. I have to apologize slightly for what I've caused. But you were always there criticizing me. Leaving me no space to breath. What else would you expect from me. I've told you alot of times I dont' take criticism that well. Especially not in the load you drop on me all the time. If I want an encouraging friend, you're the direct opposite of it. Though I must say, you were a good friend. And it was nice knowing you. Driving me out of a place where I was slowly getting accustomed to. Also, getting involved in what the previous cunt is doing. Dont' you dare tell me that you have nothing to do with it. I know you do. And also. I like the way you cry and lament to everyone how I have AP. I mean. That's brilliant. You and him. Probably the best at gamesmanship. If you can't get to the top, cheat to the top. Ain't that right. I just had to get all this out. That's all folks Good Night Labels: filth. SiYuan at 12:20 AM |
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