You've become this cold, hard, bitter, miserable, whiny bitch that I can no longer recognise. You've become this attention-seeking whore, this petty and jealous bitch that can't stand being ignored, neglected or forgotten for even a few moments. Your sense of insecurity is consuming you up I swear. And running away from problems and showing black faces have become your forte, haven't they? Why not giving the finger too? How much more do you want to destroy and lose before you finally learn?