Me: Stop eating so much, fatass.
Self: I only had one cookie today.
Me: You mean one less cookie. I saw you eat 11 out of 12.”
Self: So what.
Me: So what? You’re going to kill me.
Self: I didn’t do shit, I stole it from my mother.
Me: So you’re a fucking thief? Fucking loser.
Self: You’re fucked up get the fuck out of my face.
Me: Fuck you.
Self: I hope you fucking die, you fucking bitch. That’s what you are.
Me: If you don’t like me so much, leave!
Self: Good, I’m already cheating on you!
Me: With him again, REALLY? What about this morning and last night? That doesn’t count.
Self: You don’t have a dick.
Me: Fuck you.
Self: Fuck you too.
Highly energetic post, I liked that a lot. Will there be a part 2?
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