Hit me up when you wanna put your big boy pants on.
Let's chat when that whole rectal-cranial approximation thing clears up.
I just don't give a shit.
I'm in pain.
You wouldn't understand this level of masochism if you beat yourself in the head with it.
Stop talking.
Do you have any idea what's going on in my life, much less my head?
You're vain and you talk too fucking much.
Make it stop.
I surrender, Life. You win.
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