Our character for the day, we'll name him the letter A. (For asshole).

He's the very definition of insecure. He puts all of his attention in material things and expects others to care. Not to mention it's always an excuse with A; we put in more work than he's ever done and yet he pretends he's an athlete? Uh, wrong!

How are you going to sit around and criticize others for what they do when you're literally doing nothing? How can you have such a rude attitude and expect others not to call you out?

So A decides to be a bitch to others, making fun of them for working out the proper way when he can't do half of the exercises himself. Push through that shit, stop bitching and moaning!

"I don't let anyone drive my car, it's amazing. I put so much work into it, look at the lights on the inside, isn't it awesome?"

Uh, no?

Since when was putting on a spoiler and some blue Christmas lights on your car cool? Since when was learning how to rev your weak ass engine attractive?

First of all honey you drive a fucking Nissan, and not even one of the higher end models. Somehow I think the Murano outlasts you, and that's a shame.

Second of all I've already gone past my rebel phase when it came to street racing and got caught up in deep shit for it, just now paying my fines back in full; but I've beaten faster cars than yours, believe it.

And lastly, no one thinks it's cool when their lives are at risk. People don't trust you as a driver, how is that attractive? Sweet ride, wish you knew how to drive it kid.

"Yeah I'm like part Brazilian."

No you're not, you're Bengali. Your ex is Brazilian, and we know that you haven't gotten over her yet but for the billionth time we're tired of hearing about it. She's probably moved on to another dude, it's about time you moved on too. Seriously. Obsessing over an ex is never a good thing; it's a sure fire way to end up alone forever.

:] ♥

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