hah well lets see... how about how i systematically dealt with a string of old friends turned former friends. there's richard, kirby, and paul.
so richard was in my school, mvs, and he was i guess a year below me. he lived in beavercreek, blond kid, kinda gay hah, and always ridiculously in shape. like he'd go bike riding and shit. and also kinda hippyish. and if that wasnt enough, also hardcore into like, weird psychological shit.
and kirby was in my school, and he was i guess in my year, and he was real tall. dude had like a weird look, massive glasses, and would like wear fancy clothes and shit. hardcore into movies and like, fragrances and shit, also kinda gay hah.
and then this other dude paul, black dude, short, one lazy eye, and hardcore into music, like recording, and shit, and hardcore into like rapping and all that.
i guess what all these kids had in common was they were kinda freaks in their own right. i kinda understood that, gravitated towards that, and we were friends for that reason. that ironically was probably the reason i stopped being friends with them in the end hah.
anyway so yeah. we had not a fuckin lot ot do in our fuckin school. half the fuckin kids knew each other from their fuckin jewish studies. half the fuckin school was jewish. nothin fuckin wrong with that, its just fuckin that the fuckin kids were hardcore divided by their fuckin religion. there were more or less the rich jewish kids, and the fuckin kids who were friends with the rich jewish kids hah. and then there was the "other" group hah. the people who werent particularly friendly with the rich jewish kids. now it was fuckin funny because like, i had fuckin rich ass kids, but i had fuckin indian fuckin parents, so i fuckin kinda was more fuckin raised like some of these fuckin poor ass motherfuckers. i think it was the fuckin case with all the fuckin indian kids cause thats how these people'd be fuckin like.
any fuckin way, so these were fuckin kids who were in our fuckin group.
anyway, to the fuckin ways everyone fuckin ended fuckin shit.
paul fuckin tried to fuckin kick me out of his fuckin house after fuckin recordin me and fuckin refusin to give me a fuckin copy. i was like fuck this shit, and fuckin left, and fuckin got rid of that fuckin kid hah.
richard fuckin was rude as fuckin shit to his girlfriend and i thought he was a fuckin douchebag, then fuckin tried to fuckin try and fuckin tell me that i couldnt fuckin speak without fuckin bein rude. then his fuckin mother fuckin chimed in. a fuckin family of fuckin fools. i fuckin got rid of those fuckers real fuckin fast.
kirby fuckin visited down at my fuckin place, and fuckin said he was fuckin gay, then fuckin threw a fuckin fit when i hooked him up with a fuckin gay dude. fuckin bitched about shit and fuckin tried to fuckin paint me as a fuckin inconsiderate fuckin person, while he was fuckin stayin in my fuckin place because of my fuckin kindness. absolute fuckin bullshit. i fuckin got rid of that fuckin kid after that fuckin bullshit.
so thats how i fuckin kinda broke off shit with alot of my old fuckin friends hah. alot of em were fuckin douchebags hah.
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