grow the fuck up and chill the fuck out

i hate people who talk shit about every single person they know behind people's backs. grow a pair. if you have a problem with me, confront me about it. don't sulk like a baby and talk about me to everyone but me. i tried to understand, i tried to make excuses for you, but now i'm hitting my limit. at first i almost felt bad: how unhappy must you be with yourself to be such a bitter, hateful and a fake person? but now i just think you're pathetic and sad. because you will never have a true friend in this world for as long as you remain the way you are. stop trying to bring everyone else down with you in your misery.