You love your own ego so much, there is no space, you like other peoples touch, you are easy like my friends, they dont care of a human, just of their moments, everything is egal, they dont need your face.

You just want to play the tresome, at your home, you think they really are keen on it, its just your choises, those you give it gladly, are your friends. You like your money transfers, you dont help me at all, all your old friends get all the work, you give the kulo kulo, thats all.