grow up. it's not high school.

had i chosen to, i could find out everything there is to know about you, without lifting a (cough) finger. i have connections. no kidding.

i did tell you what my father does for a living right ?
yeap. i wasn't lying. pun intended.

but i'm not as bitter as you. (just a little sarcastic.)
you have issues with how i dealt with the situation? say it to my face.
bitch to your own friends. not to mine.

do not overestimate your value within my life. for fuck's sake, stop whining.