fuck you, because i really dont want to spend my life (or time) with you anyways.

youre so dumb. how can you bitch at me for not coming to see you or sleeping over when you can't even take the time to talk to me on the phone for 5 minutes?
hmm? because youre too busy talking to some girl on webcam and showing off your body or whatever the fuck, and she's "fuckin saoul" so its cool. ha!
but like i said, doesn't matter, go ahead. i can get back at you just as easily, and do whatever the shit i want, because i don't really care either. i'd like to think that i would stop myself or avoid any such situation out of courtesy but... oh well!
pink haired bitch.
i am being rude to you and it is so much fun.
the problem is i dont even know if you can tell that im being rude.
i was rude with you almost the whole time i was with you last time and you didnt even say shit.
maybe you noticed but you pretended like you didnt (to yourself and thus to me),
maybe you thought it was normal,
maybe you just DIDNT GET IT,
caus we are totally on differant waves dude.
your here, im there, we dont think the same way.
sometimes yes, but even then, it branches out into completely opposite directions.
i dont want to go listen to fucking bullshit simon and garfunkel.
I DONT CARE.
I dont even want to post the stupid picture i took of your hair wrap.
it's a fucking work of art okay, its so amazing and i dont even want to put it caus it has your stupid head attatched to it.
your hair is ugly, by the way.