Michael and I have been dating for two months and I fucking hate him. his band sucks ass and he always plays video games.
"Hey baby." Michael says walking off a bridge.... in my mind.
"Hi." I say smiling at the thought.
"How are you?"
"STOP INTERROGATING ME MIKEY GOD DAMN IT."
"whoppa."
"fuck. OFF."
"What's wrong?"
"YOU, YOU FUCKING DO NOTHING ALL DAY IT'S ANNOYING I JUST WANT TO GO TO THE MALL AND HOLD HANDS AND CUTE SHIT AND DANCE IN THE RAIN.
"k."
"sHOVE A KNIFE UP YOUR ASS MICHAEL GORDON CLIFFORD."
"k."
k was the last thing Michael ever said because I skinned him.
