[H Feb. 24, 2013]
My dear, I'm quite rather proud. If only you can imagine how much.
Well, you always take offence at everything. As if I was a haughty jerk.
Thus, you can't hold a handle on me, satisfied?
Of course I want you to wrap around my little finger. You can't blame me on this. Don't we all. - Don't you want me to cater to your every whim?
You know what? I briefly can't enjoy your untimely remark. I hate the way you talk to me.
I tried to be kind and nice to everyone during my lifetime, which turns out to be not deservable. =w=
So be it. And as you were =w=