He’s always so full of himself
He never thinks something’s his fault
He’s the smartest being in the world
He knows better how to do it
He would be a better player in soccer, volleyball, speedway etc.
He never was the kind of a person that I could go to with my problems
and I’ve never heard any ‘sorry’ from him - it’s too much disgrace for his ass.
I think I won’t have an animal called ‘man’.
At least not the kind of ‘man’ like ‘my father’.
I hate you.