What bra size am I?

Why do you keep talking? I don't give a frick about you. Like, bro, you're damaged goods. Frick off and leave me alone.

It's not my fault that you keep fricking up with your life. This whole thing is blown up by your constant need for attention.

I messaged you, I was creepy I can admit my mistakes while you're still coping with yours by abusing drugs and alcohol. Leave me alone, stop talking about me. For someone who is saying i'm obsessed you continuously talk to me and talk shit. FRICK OFF, I don't like you and you've shown me that it was a big mistake to even talk to you or try to be your friend.

Again--i'm obsessed but you're the one talking about me like this? Get some help, stop it. Leave me alone.