I'm Sick of All This D*mn Drama

I'm tired of all this. I'm sick of all the crap Sam gives me. You know what, Sam? I have dealt with all the same sh*t that you give me. You treated me like crap and acted like I was no importance to you. You were my friend and then you blew it. You have bashed me and got me really p*ssed. Well, you know what? I'm f*cking tired of it. Quit texting me. Quit e-mailing me. Quit even speaking to me. I moved, so no more dealing with you at school. YOU ARE THE REASON I MOVED! It wasn't the bullies. It was YOU. Feeling pretty good about yourself now, huh? Well, I'm done. This crap is going to stop. I don't care what I have to do, but this is going to stop. I'm not going to cry about it like you did in the last fight. I'm not going to freaking whine and get other people to pity me like you did. I'm more mature than that. So, go play your little retarted games and see if I care. But this is stopping now. Go ahead and unsuscribe me and unfriend me and unwatch me here on Blogger or go cry to Ivy. I don't care. Youtube is on my side. I already told them my story and they have known me longer than you. This is stopping. Now.