Well, I know who my real friends are, and the reality is, I really don't have any.
Yeah, we all make mistakes, we all ******** up. Been there, done that. We all move on and live, except for a select you.
No, I don't like having fall outs with people, but I'll get over it. I don't have any friends anymore, so you know what? ******** it all. It's time to turn my back on all this s**t.
There's a select few people that I'll keep in touch with, a very select few. The rest of them, ******** 'em. I'll show them just how much of a better person I can be.
I said you could trust me, and I meant it. I'm not the guy I used to be. You can see it, but no one else can. Let's burn this place to the ground.
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