As if it makes any difference.
You treat me like shit. You’re always saying how great I am and how you’re lucky to have me.
We never do anything that I want to do. Tell me things that you want to do and we’ll do them. I don’t know what I want to do.
You always get your fucking way! Name one time that I’ve gotten my way. *cricket chirp*
You’re always assertive you’re the dominant one in this relationship! See last two answers. Someone has to be when you won’t fucking step up to the plate.
You’re perpetuating someone treating me like shit. “Tell him what you don’t like, what he’s done wrong and what he can do to fix it. Talk to him because he doesn’t know that he’s wronged you as well.” If that’s encouraging you to take someone’s shit and not a gentle push to stand up for yourself (because God forbid you ever do that, you’d rather just wait for all eternity on something you’ll never get because no one is a mind reader!) then I will eat pie! (I very much don’t like pie)
This isn’t the first time he’s done this. And you know what, it probably won’t be the last. If relationships, friendships, were perfect, then that’s what they would be called, perfect. But what they’re actually called is relationships and friendships. They need work to keep them in good health.
You fucking $%%*&#@%!#$! Oh, because that’s very much called for because I resorted to childish name calling also, oh wait, I didn’t. And you do this every time, and yet, I always take you back with the promise that you won’t do it again… Oh wait… Isn’t that what you’re accusing him of…?! Tsk tsk tsk.
This is my friendship, not yours. Actually it’s all of our because a) I introduced you two. b) I’m close friends with both of you. c) You’re going to be pissed at me if I make up with him and talk about you to him. d) You’re going to be pissed at me if I make up with him and don’t talk about you to him and he never apologizes. e) If he is friends with me and not you, you’re never going to want to hang out, making me juggle you both, getting jealous of when I’m out with him, and resent me for making it work with someone that you never gave that chance to.
I hate people. Then don’t complain to me that you want friends or want to make friends. I’m trying to help you keep the few friends that you do have, and this is the thanks I get? No thank you!
I hate my job! I want to quit! You hate the job that I got you? That you get to work with your best friend who’s got your back, no matter what, that you are almost guaranteed not to get fired from? That you’ve been at for over 5 years? Well, okay that hurts a bit, but quit. If you don’t like something get rid of it. Shit or get off the fucking pot, but for fuck sakes, stop repeating the same complaints to me.
I hate my family. I hate people. I hate my job. I hate school. I hate my life. Well fuck, don’t you think that that’s a bit much for one person try and tackle with you? But still I try, right? Oh, wait, you hate me now too? Okay.