Waste of time, waste of gas, waste of money. Shouldn’t have gone for you at the first place. Girl, this Saturday when I see you, I’ll ask you one last time. If you are going to treat me like this, I’ll leave you. I could have been your best friend or boyfriend but it’s your fault for losing that opportunity because you made me feel like shit. I’ll let you choose whether you become my girlfriend, friend, or complete stranger. Your choice. I don’t have time for people like you. If you can’t choose, I’ll just leave you. Your choice.