I'm beginning to dislike some of my old friends.

Yes.

I'm being unfair? Fine. I'm always unfair. Don't like it? Jump off the building. Yes, I'm a jerk. My testimonials on Friendster lies. Don't listen to them.

Oh another thing.

If you've got a life problem and wants to solve it, come to me. I don't mind really. If you choose to still persist in your "fucked up life" or your favourite emo phrase, "I just want to leave this world.", why does my matter advice? If you are not going to put in the effort to help yourself, I or anyone else CAN'T HELP YOU! It pisses me off that someone tries to ask me for advice but then it ends up falling on deaf ears.

AGAIN.

If you want to cut your wrists, I will care for you. But not to the extent that you refuse to stop after my MANY attempts to help you.