Let's Trade Watches So We Can Share The Times Between Us.

My mistakes will be my own. If I'm broke, then fuck it that's my fault.

DON'T FUCKING WORRY ABOUT IT.

It's not like the $100 that I had came from you. Now that I'm making money, you're still telling me how to spend it? Do you have any fucking idea how many times people have treated me out? You know how guilty that makes me feel? I'm not fucking wasting my money, I'm just doing what every considerate person would do, PAY PEOPLE BACK. God, I know you've been swindled by your brothers and what-the-fuck not but don't treat me like I'm going to end up just like you. 

Besides, how the fuck are you gonna be telling me that when you still do it yourself? 

I know how to conduct myself. Fuck, so let me.