I had the most suck-est ending fr my yesterday. It spoilt my whole day. You don't have to walk round the Banquet just so you think you could make an impression on me that you fucking moved on. Cos I've already did that, long time ago without the help of any new boyfriend. I'm better off on my own, surviving bits and pieces, unlike you.

I do not have to become a show off to tell you that I've moved on. You do not have to pretend not to see your friend(my friend). Tsk tsk tsk tsk. I'm always better than your next. Because I've seen your true colours.