And I know that one's bullshit, so don't even bother. You just like pissing me off. But you're gonna get boring, and we're both gonna get bored, and praise the day when that happens because you'll finally leave me alone.

[Damnit, why does he actually want this fucked up mess to work as a friendship sometimes? He's still somewhat invested in his own way, which is probably obvious by the fact that he hasn't just gotten up and left. The truth is that enjoyment of pissing him off is actually the best attention he gets around here, compared to either condescending disappointment or self-righteous indignance.]