do not tell my kismesis i'm here i've been told she's talking smack about me.
i don't even know what that means.
She is. Constantly. The most heinous kind of smack there is.
i fucking dare you.
didn't need to hear it from you dipshit.
It comes and goes. Either she says vile things about you or when I ask if she has anything to complain about this time she pretends she doesn't know who you are and honestly I don't know which is more insulting.
Too bad. Free will and all that.
the wench knows full well who i am and it'd do her damn well to remember.