You had called to see if I wanted to go for ice cream, but by the time I called back you asked someone else.

So really, that was not you calling because you wanted to see me in particular. It was because you had some time to kill and you wanted to see anyone, as long as you weren't alone.

The more I think about you, the more selfish you become. The more selfish you become, the more angry I become.

Just go away. Please. Quietly.