Sometimes I wonder why I bother with friendship when all I want to do is take the knife you plunged into my back and stick it in your eye. Like bitch youre messing with the wrong person. You're exactly the kind of person that makes me sad. What's your deal seriously.  If this friendship doesnt build but tears down instead I suggest you stand aside and let me politely slam the door in your face as I make my exit.
What's your problem woman?!

Feel my wrath.