But you don’t know what’s up. You think you know everything. It’s like MY WORLD revalves around you. But it doesn’t. I try and make hints that I don’t care about you anymore. I don’t care about your comments, your thoughts, NOTHING. They don’t mean anything to me. To be honest. When I did care, I would go out of MY WAY just to impress you. Just to make you like me. Look where I am now. Look what you made me into. To be honest I’m happy without you around.