“I could see him doing that.”
That is absolutely right.
I’ll do it. I’ll stab you in the back,
but I’ll stab you in the front first
because I’m a bad fucking friend,
but far from the worst.
I’ll fucking kill
you... from my existence.
You’ll never hear from me again.
Unlike other people who still keep running their mouths after they stab you.
Bragging rights I suppose.
“I didn’t know you were like that.”
What did you even think I was like before?
Did you even know me?
If you did, you’d be talking with your brain attached.
Describe me your way.
You get what you want to see.