I don't need your mockery, your insults, nor your defaming. Having different values and priorities do not place me, in any manner, below your judgement nor your criticism. I don't need you to paint a cariacture of me, shameless or without decency, in front of others who have not known me long enough. For I am not.
I need not your company, when you clam up and shake your head as if I did something wrong in speaking up. I derive not laughter, from the pathetic jokes you try to make of me. If a good friend can simply paint you as a beggar, I suppose there's no need for enemies. I have the decency, to confine this just between you and me, to let the others keep on guessing what transpired. I leave you the pride which you deem so important, as it might to you, be more important than a friendship at stake. Think over this twice, discuss it with other parties, if you still don't understand.
If you have the guts, come up to me and talk. Otherwise, get the fucking hell out of my life.
learning through life's potholes