Saturday, May 11, 2013

Fucking Really?

When will I finally learn that every boy in my highschool is a fucking prickish shit head and none of them are worth my time?
I messaged trey just to chat but he invited me to hang out, why the fuck not yanno? He tell me he's not at his house, but rather on a hill by our school. It's a big fukken hill, kind of a land mark and shit. I see no problem with this, who the fuck is going to walking that hill at 9 o clock at night? He'll be easy to spot. I drive the hill. Nothing. I text him and wait at the gas station at the top of the hill for ten minutes, at least. Nothing. I go back down and text him and wait a bit again. I drive back up the hill. It's been something like half an hour now. So fuck it. Fuck him. I drive home, marveling at my ability to cry and drive at the same time.

I fucking hate these immature little ass holes. Every single one thinks they are the absolute shit. That they're so hardcore, so cool, so funny. But they're not. Every single guy I've met this year has been an absolute, glorious, fucking dick. And they all can suck my cock.

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