...consider us finished. Done with. I never want to talk to you again.
Why, you ask? I know we've had some good times, MCAS, ACADEC, SATs, GREs. Good times, to be sure. But I've grown and matured. You haven't. I can't keep seeing you, it just isn't healthy.
I don't want you to hate me. I just need to move on with my life.
PS GREs = Pwnd.
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