So don’t you dare to tell me who to be. Asshole.
‘cause you have not stood in my shoes. You don’t know a single bit about being me. And 10 years on from now, we’ll see who is better off. Hell, even in a year I would be better of than you. Let’s stop the fucking pretense and just show your damn real face, ‘cause my back isn’t a voicemail, speak you coward, like a civilized person.