TEN THINGS
I HATE ABOUT YOU:
·
Everything you ask me
starts with “your still my sis right?” … and ends with “plz sis I really need
it bad”
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You always have only
fifty SS but then you have fifty more a few minutes later when you’re begging
someone else to sell you stuff real cheap.
·
You think your biker or
emo is worth four outlined cheers, a pair of gloves and a fedora on trade, when
your bikers not even worth as much as one outlined cheer.
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You think because I’m
nice enough to trade you an outline for your worthless junk that I actually
want your junk and then you get mad when I refuse to take more of it.
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You ask “why did you
reject?”… Because I fucking wanted to
reject your trade... end of story.
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You talk me into
selling you a biker for three hundred SS then turn around and sell it at the
North Pole for a thousand (that guy offered me a thousand too but I didn’t want
to sell the fucking thing at that moment) and then come and beg me to get you another
one through my “connections”… go fuck yourself!... make your own connections or
learn to hack… if you beg me to sell you something and come back later looking
for another one because you sold it for the thousand SS I could have gotten for
it (but I choose not to rip ppl off) from someone else you are shit out of
luck. I don’t get you cool stuff so you can use me to make money.
·
Your mother doesn’t
really have cancer. It’s not your fucking birthday. Your dad did not die in Iraq.
You are a low life fucking bum and I hope there is a hell waiting for you.
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This isn’t fucking Walmart. You buy whatever you buy and you can’t return it tomorrow because I
got a new color and you want that instead (especially if you’re going to tell
me I gave you the wrong color when I didn’t fucking have that color yesterday).
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You can’t trade for a
new outfit every other day just because it’s “a cheer for a cheer”… everything
I stock to sell costs me money so I’m out the cost of an outfit every time I accept
a trade for one AND I end up with extra of the other color that might take
weeks to sell.
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No you can’t fucking
copy my shit. I worked hard to get rich and no one ever let me copy anything.
If I wanted something I had to pay for it or trade up to four times its value
to get it and now you expect me to give it to you free?? (It’s ironically the
same assholes that made me trade eight hundred SS worth of my stuff for one new
cheer who usually want to copy for free)
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YOU’RE NOT MY FRIEND BECAUSE IF YOU
WERE REALLY MY FRIEND I WOULDN’T BE WRITING THIS MF!!!
