The Fucktards

back in the day, our arguments started like this:

yo, WHAT THE FUCK is wrong with you? how can you say something like that??!!

if you don't like it, TOO. FUCKING. BAD.

but JAMES, it's just not right. you aren't supposed to...

FUCK YOU, CUNT.

FUCK YOU ASSHOLE!!! i dont need this shit. fuck off!!! don't call me anymore!!! you're fucking insane. you need help!!!

fuck you then.

(click)

2 months later...

(ringggg)

hello?

im hungry.

what are you making?

i went to the movies last night. i think you would have liked it. it had that girl with the big tits.

cool.

you coming over?

nah. you come up here.

i should be there in an hour. where's ryan and hunter?

oh crap, i gotta clean.

fucking slob.

our relationship like a rollercoaster. it was probably because we are so much alike. except you said all the things i wanted to say but didnt dare because i was a pussy.

you taught me how to accept people for who they are, even when i dont agree with them.

you were still a royal prick, though. you funny fucker.

i love you.

xx zaida xx