Rolling my eyes so hard I can see my brain.

I'd agree with you, but I'm allergic to being wrong.

Attitude? Please. I have taste.

My middle name is "unbothered".

You look like you need a nap. Or a personality.

I'd roast you, but it's too hot out.

My favourite sport is avoiding small talk.

My patience has left the chat.

Your opinion has been noted and ignored.

Nobody asked. Still right.

Ghosting is just me reclaiming my time.

Unbothered is my cardio.

Say less. Actually, say nothing.

They said be nice. I said be real.

Thanks for the unsolicited advice. I'll file it in the bin.

Stay mad. I'll stay thriving.