WHAT A DOUCHE
I ran into a guy I danced for a few years back. Apparently I was having a bad case of the word vomits when we met, because he said, "Any suicide attempts lately?” Nice. I know what he was doing. Proving that he knows personal shit about me, and being snarky at the same time, because I turned him down when he asked me out. I suppose he could have been genuinely concerned, but his smirk said otherwise.