Good morning. Now you're just embarrassing yourself. One more to make it undeniable and then I'm probably done with this.
MickeyCrimm: "when I called off our friendship because of his overbearance arrogance and egotism towards friends..."
Also MickeyCrimm: "Maximum butt hurt."
Dude, these are only one line from each other!
You care about my overbearing arrogance and egotism towards friends enough to call it off and I care about you, let's see...not the fuck at all. Who's butthurt?
In fact, I care about you so little I'd still write the biography. Shitty Kerouac would still be an improvement on my usual standards. Besides, you can be a lifetime vagabond and still have an interesting plot for a biography. Why should the two be mutually exclusive?
Point being, if I think something could be a good book, my friendship (or lack thereof) doesn't change that. Why doesn't it change that? I'll tell you: Because I'm not an emotional weeping little bitch. Like you.