Featuring the lovely Cassandra. Also the names have been changed apart from ours cause we kinda want pedophiles in our life #somethingtodo. The boys names have been changed obvs cause otherwise they would think we were weird #weare.
Courtney, should we be lesbians?
Yeah, why not?
I mean, what else is there left for us?
Yeah, sometimes I cry alone in my room listening to Why Don't You Love Me.
Beyonce?
Obvs.
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I mean, I think I'm in love with him.
You're not in love with him. You're in love with the idea of him. You're like a f*cking Romeo, minus the DiCaprio.
I had a dream where I was f*cking him in a wheelchair. Does that not scream #truelove?
It screams I'm on the verge of a mental breakdown.
Whatever. Should I message him?
I think that kinda sends out the "I've been thinking of you this entire time why aren't we friends did I mention I love you I made a shrine dedicated to you hey how are you?" signal.
So no?
No.
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Why do the wrong boys always like me? Like why cant a nice boy who is cute, skinny, f*cked up and angsty just want to have aggressive sex with me already?
Did you check ebay?
Duh.
Well, then I have no advice.
Like, boys are nicer to me and I can become friends with them but they never want to kiss my face, and girls hate me because, I dunno, they think I'm weird or a bitch or gonna steal their boyfriend or have herpes.
Which you do.
Shut up.
So, lesbians?
Yeah.
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I think I might kill myself. There's this eighteenth party on later and literally like four guys that I've hooked up with are gonna be there.
Wow. Try going to a party where a guy who you asked if he wanted to f*ck and then he turned you down and then hit on your friend, was there.
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So, continue.
Well, I think I might fall in love with Ryan again.
Um... weren't we just talking about how you wanted to f*ck a disabled Xavier?
No. He just happened to be disabled.
Oh. My mistake.
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I really think we need to get you a boyfriend, that way you can stop obsessing over relationships that you've formed in your mind and obsess over a real one, with a penis.
Ew.
I know. I think I scare boys sometimes.
Yeah, you scare me..
Hey
Um, did you just hang up on me?
No, my dad took the phone away from me.
Ugh I hate that.
Yeah. You know I wish I could leave my family. Forever.
You could live with me. But not in my room. I need my personal space. You could sleep on the veranda outside my room and watch me watch porn through the window.
Thanks.
Thats what Im here for.
If I was with Xavier-
Which youre not.
Yeah but if I was, I would seriously move in with him
Yeah but what about the ugly morning face? Ew and morning breath? And your fringe would be curly. Ew.
No I wouldn't even care, I just want his company.
Thats the most poetic thing I've ever heard you say.
F*ck off.
I dont think I like Adam anymore.
Dude its been like what, a week?
At first his nerdy behavior was cute, and like, 'aw you have feelings', but now its f*cking annoying. Like grow up and be a man. God.
Boring.
Why arent boys perfect?
Like us?
Why dont boys like me?
I think we should become lesbian lovers.
I dont think you can just 'become' a lesbian.
Well, we can try.
Okay.
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Why don't boys like me?
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