Sometimes I want to treat people how they treat me But I don’t because It’s out of my character.
I don’t have an attitude problem. You have a problem with my attitude and that is not my problem.
If attitude kills…. I am the weapon of mass destruction….
You will find an odd combination of really sweet and don’t mess with me in me.
I feel like my attitude has an attitude of itself.
I don’t care for people, who don’t care for me.
I know my personality is lit. Nothing but blue skies.
Sometimes patience does have limits
We don’t have stupid questions, only stupid people…
Yes! I’m different. Have a problem with that?
Sweet as sugar, cold as ice hurt me once I will break you thrice.