YOU.
I HATE YOU TO THE CORE.
MAXIMUM HATE.

IS A DINNER WITH YOU SO DAMN HARD.
IF YOU ARE HAVING DINNER WITH ANOTHER GIRL, THEN JUST ADMIT IT.
WHY MUST YOU KEEP REJECTING AND REJECTING.
I AM SO PISSED OFF.

I HATE YOU.
FROM NOW ON, I SHALL NOT HAVE DINNER WITH YOU ANYMORE.
OK.
SINCE YOU HATE TO HAVE DINNER WITH ME.
I SHALL NOT HAVE DINNER WITH YOU.
FROM NOW ON.
NO DINNER WITH PAUL THE ASSHOLE.

ONE DAY HE IS GOING TO LOOK BACK ON THIS INCIDENT WHERE HE REJECTED ME FOR DINNER, AND HE IS GOING TO REGRET IT A LOT.
TONIGHT, I AM GOING TO DRINK TILL I AM DRUNK.
NO DRUNK, I AM NOT GOING HOME.
HE FORCED ME TO THIS STATE.

I AM VERY MAD AT HIM.
HE DOES NOT CARE, THEN SO BE IT.
I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT.

HOW DARE HE ASK ME TO HAVE DINNER ON MY OWN.
HOW DARE HE SAY THAT.
HE IS GOING TO PAY DEARLY FOR SAYING THAT.
HE WILL PAY.
I DONT CARE WHAT I DO TONIGHT.

MORALS, FUCK YOU.