You always want to win. Always. Even moreso in the playoffs. It's just a burning in your gut, a hunger you have been working for for pretty much your whole life
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You know what? That was really childish. Go ahead and fucking tell him, I don't care. Maybe while you're so busy remembering what I did to you, you shouldn't forget that you were the one who never had any time for me and didn't care how upset and lonely I was. And yes, I didn't really handle it as well as I could have, but it hurt me too, you asshole. I've tried staying away, I've tried being polite to you, I was happy for you when you told me about Paul, I've tried being friendly, and then you say things like this, and then you say what you did in the chat and sign off like a coward without even letting me say anything. Take your self-righteousness and choke on it, you pathetic bastard. Maybe I just don't care any more.
We play on different teams in two different countries, Peter. I think eventually it was just... guilting me so you wouldn't feel as bad FOR FUCKING AROUND BEHIND MY BACK.
No, I wasn't perfect, but I've done my penance. You can't hurt me anymore. NO MORE.
I wasn't trying to guilt you, and trust me, I felt plenty bad, and still do. I'm not trying to hurt you, but I thought, from our last conversation, that maybe we were still friends. I guess I was wrong.
While you're at it, tell your teammates to stop finding me in the arena and giving me veiled threats. They want to do that, they can talk to my buddy e_artyukhin or roysmash36
It's too close for us to really be friends. Maybe someday, but now it's too close.
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No, I wasn't perfect, but I've done my penance. You can't hurt me anymore. NO MORE.
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It's too close for us to really be friends. Maybe someday, but now it's too close.
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