I don't pay attention to losers, to people like you. If you want me to acknowledge your existence, even for a second, you've gotta pay. I wonder how it feels, to see me blatantly ignoring you. Only to turn around at the last second brattily ask "Well? What do you want?". I bet it feels amazing.

I don't pay attention to losers, to people like you. If you want me to acknowledge your existence, even for a second, you've gotta pay. I wonder how it feels, to see me blatantly ignoring you. Only to turn around at the last second brattily ask "Well? What do you want?". I bet it feels amazing.