i am too good for you.
i don't think you are really my friend.
i really do miss you - why can't... why aren't you where you should be in life?
i'm so proud of you, but we'll never be on the same level - does that make me an elitest?
you embarrass me sometimes.
i wish you were never born.
what happened to our friendship?
the reason you have no complaints about me is because i cater to you. i let you have your way.
why aren't you proud of me?
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