Hi Sean, I just got finished cleaning some vomit out of my car. Sean, I'm so fucking pissed at you I could rip your goddamn arms off and.. Anyways, I don't care, I don't wanna fucking talk to you. I don't wanna talk to you anymore. I don't know what your deal's been lately, but I fucked you like 15 times, and you just take and take and you just fuck everyone over in the end anyways. Okay and number 2, being fucked up is not an excuse to piss in the goddamn fish tank. I'm sick of your bullshit. I'm sick of you acting like you can just fuckin leave a trail of destruction and shit everytime I'm around you and I'm fucking tired of it. It's just not cool, my roommates told me what the fuck you did after you got stupid drunk as usual I don't ever want you in my fucking house, in my fucking car, anywhere near me. It's fucking over, I don't want to talk to you anymore. I don't want to think about you anymore, I don't ever want to see you again. Even if you don't care, you can never ever come into my house again. Fuck me? Fuck you. Rot in fucking hell. Fuck you, go fuck yourself. You should care, if you give a fuck at all (?) you'll call me. Hear me out, don't come fucking crying to me when your world falls apart and you have nowhere to turn, alright? Have a good day.