You, you know who you are.

I hate you. I hoped it wouldn't happen, but the more you linger in my house, the more obvious your flaws become, and the less I can tolerate you. I told you to stay away, I told you what would happen, and you didn't listen. If you did, and ignored me, you either do not value me as a friend, or you're really a lot stupider than I thought. I will not talk to you again. You have crossed the line, and I have given you all the warnings you deserve. This is not war, this is goodbye.