you and your perfection, you're so well liked. you don't deserve it and you know it. you tell people to kill themselves as a joke. you cheat on assignments and pretend you don't so every teacher fucking loves you. you're a player, and i hope your new girlfriend realizes how awful you are and leaves. you're a "good Christian," but you lie, you cheat, and you're so mean when people get close. you're the same as every other guy at this God-forsaken school. attention seeking, rude, and pretentious. i hate that you made me want you and i hate that i let you make me hate myself even more than i already do.