Yet as of late, you’re in it for all the wrong reasons. How sad.
We’ll see. Now I’m ending this conversation before you pull one of your lame ass remarks about how this is all a story and that you’ve heard better. You can go back to crying in your bed now.
Alright, night, pumpkin!
It doesn’t have to say the word to know what you are insinuating. Why you would even hear about me makes no sense. I never pinned after my teachers in a public forum. And I never cared to be in a spotlight like you. But don’t you worry, our records will be so similar it will be hard to mistake them.
I’m a performer. Of course I like being in the spotlight but you, you could have fooled me with the fact that you never want to be.
Oh and our records will never be the same. Give it a rest. You intimation bit, it’s tired.
"Your record, from, what I’ve seen and heard (Which clearly seeing and hearing things matters a lot to you so, I’ll base my judgement on those thing as well) Yeah, it sucks. My record, it has nothing on yours."
You put the words into your own mouth or hands.
As for why, I can’t discuss that. Sorry, but some things are for grown up eyes only.
Oh! Should we break that paragraph down?! I actually don’t see ‘perfect’ in that sentence. Not once. Weird. I simply stated from what I’ve seen and heard, my record is a little better then yours. It’s not perfect.
Sorry, I know you probably don’t like being corrected.