...Okay? So I guess my whole "you're the love of my life" thing was just some BS from you. I should have known. I might have stolen you away from Bloo, but now you're into Furry123♥? I don't get it. I just don't get it. I thought you—you of all women—would understand my individuality. I'm a unique person too, I'm not some peon amongst others. So hop off. If you don't respect me, that's ok, but don't play with my emotions; that's not ok, I don't care who you think you are, Cereza. If our love means nothing to you, tell me. You won't hurt my feelings—just the contrary, in fact. I'll find a better, more loyal girl. You mean nothing to me, sorry Cereza. Spamming .gifs on my wall does nothing but show me the amount of time you spend giving me loving responses: less than a minute's effort. I just don't understand women like you, but I think there's a song out there that describes how I feel. Here it is: I hope you enjoy.
I guess this is good-bye. I would say that it was a pleasure while it lasted, but the way you throw yourself around makes me believe quite the opposite.