Every time I have something good to say that I've done, you have to go and put me down by making yourself seem better. You're not. You're retarded, poor, and sleeping in the same bed as your mom. You don't treat your boyfriend with the same respect that he gives you, so don't go and let a guy flirt with you just for the attention.
I'm still mad at you for ruining my life, and I'll never get over that.