You know what, whoever you are?
I am not depressed because you're gone. Because you were depression. And you took it along with you when you left.
'Need no friends' you say? 'Hypocrites' we are, 'Friends are lies'?
Friendship is one of the truest freaking thing in the whole freaking world. But what would you know?
You know how friends are supposed to be honest to each other? If you can't accept that, then we were never friends.
You're a good liar, you. But a lie is a lie.
And the lie is you.