Seriously, don't call me bad luck because I already know that. I know after I left, the team was featured in Manila Bulletin. Don't rub it on my face because I have never regretted working for and with you.
I know you are capable of twisting the minds of those who never knew the story between us. And it hurts me so much that after all the good times we shared duirng our friendship, you forsake me and call me names.
I want you to know I never(read: NEVER!) badmouthed you, back stabbed you, and insulted you in any form.
If and soon we will meet again, I have the courage to speak right up to your face and tell you "I did my part, your success could've been more difficult that it already is." And I could only hope, by that time, you will realize and retract any form of slander you have shunned my name with.
I do not hate, I am not angry at you. But as of this moment, you have annoyed me to the point that I have been clutching my fist and grinding my teeth. Enough is enough, old friend. Much has been said and I want this to stop. If you have indeed turned your back against me, I believe it is justifiable that I will also have my peace.
I do not have a reputation to take care of unlike you do and unless you do not want it tainted, I can only give you one solid advice: Get a Psychiatrist.
Seriously, I am way over our issue. Get over it, too.
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