So angry with your fucking friends. You come up here, where I've been making my life for years, and they make you into this thing which you're completely not and you just go along with it. And suddenly my friends think I'm living in your shadow? Fuck them. I'm happy. My life is fucking great. And if this shit doesn't calm down it's going to get real fucking boring real fucking fast. I hate them for taking everything I had away from me and changing everything. That's not how it's supposed to work.