[Im]Maturity

I've gone out with a lot of guys. Usually, when things end, things are a bit awkward for a while. This is normal, of course. After that period of time, things return to normal, and we're at least acquaintances, if not friends.

So far, there is only one person I have ever regretted going out with. 

Warning, the following is most likely a rant.

You,

You'll know who you are. You'll know that I'm talking about you. You'll  know that this is directed at you.

Are you telling me that, after a fucking year, you can't bring yourself to grow up and snap out of it? Because you, sir, are fucking ridiculous. You're immature, you're needy, you're whiny, you're an attention whore. You're two-faced and deceiving, and honestly, you sicken me to my stomach. You're always trying to get attention, always trying to act big... but you know what? Even if you try to forget and ignore it, we'll all remember what you were and still are- just a little boy in love with himself. 

Excuse me if I'm trying to just patch things up. It'd be much easier without doing so, mind you, to just keep going along with you finally out of my way.

Call me a "fucking bitch" for that?

Haha, nice joke. No wonder you have no friends.

Good luck and have fun with the rest of your miserable lonely life.

Jerk.