So I get that you defriended me because you broke my friend's heart. That's fine. I get that.
You systematically went through your friend list and clicked away all the people that you had had in common. All of her family members and their significant others and friends who were more hers than yours. Basically anyone who would have cause to wish damage upon your cowardly, slimy person--probably wise, because I'm willing to bet there are many more people who like her than who like you. All bias aside, she is like 1000 times more awesome than you anyway. But it's like you thought that if you'd just removed all the people that you met through her, maybe no one will notice you ever existed and that you were a rotten, sleazy scoundrel with balls so small a mouse would be hard-pressed to find your manhood.
Honestly, I'm sorry that you're such a douchebag. Because I actually kind of liked you. You were funny and seemed grounded. I thought we'd be better friends as time goes on. Guess not, b/c you turned out to be a Class A Douche Canyon. I hope you get that, even though you'd like to pretend that we never met, I will never, ever forget what you did. If there is any justice in the world, you will be unemployed, live in a roach-infested apartment and date whore-y cheaters for the rest of your life. As an added measure, you will also develop a severe allergy to all of your favorite things. And kittens will hate you.
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