being a super douche isn't cute.
You are so full of shit. You either lie to me, or you lie to everyone else. either way, you're full of shit. Fucking liar.
Why the fuck do people do shit to be cool? To keep face? I mean, ok ok ok. We get it, we all do it at some point in our lives. Lie to make ourselves look cooler, seem more legit. Fuck, I did that too.
IN MIDDLE SCHOOL, MOTHER FUCKER.
Like, how old are you really? 20, 21? Grow the fuck up dude.
I brought you around MY friend. Considering how many times I have had to be around YOUR friends, didn't think it would be a big deal for you to meet one of my friends. Actually, my best friend. She means so much to me, and I know you knew that. Obviously, when I asked you if you were okay with us all chilling, I should have also asked if you were old enough to be able to play nice with other kids, too. But, I figured you would be adult enough to show some fucking respect to someone, for the sole fact they were a HUMAN. I mean, I get in the car and you don't even ask how the fuck I am. You haven't seen me in how long? Almost two years? Instead the first convo we all have is how you are dating three chicks at once. Since when were you such a chauvinist pig? The funny thing is, that's not what you told me. Actually, the person I know respected women, and actually gave a fuck about their friends. But its cool. I'm an adult, and I have been around enough ignorant dumb cunts in my life to be able to just phase it out. But when you are a dick to MY BEST FRIEND later on, just because you don't know her, that is where you fucked up. I thought you were a people person? What happened? Oh, that's right, you are too good for anyone who isn't some dumb bro punk rock asshole and doesn't know the difference between screamo and heavy metal.
I totally thought you were better than that, dude. I adore the shit out of you and being around you because you are so easy to get along with. You make everyone laugh, and I haven't met anyone who doesn't like you. Well, now I guess that makes me the fucking first. You ignored me and Megan all fucking night, acting like you were too good for the both of us. Anytime I tried to get everyone involved and talking about the same thing, so MAYBE YOU WOULD STOP BEING SUCH A FUCKIN SUPER DOUCHE, you would just turn to our friend sitting next to you and completely talk over me. And you would do the same to Megan, too. It was like we didn't even fucking exist. You would just sit there, not saying shit, unless it was to the other friend. You have never been like that. Ever. In fact, with Megan being a pretty girl with an attitude like me, I assumed that we would all have hit it off and would have had a grand old night.
What the fuck happened? What were you trying to prove? And to who?
And the fucking moment Megan went home, that's when you decided to be nice. You were talking to me, cracking jokes, it was just like old times. Playing the songs we sing along to, driving the crazy way I love. Like you weren't just the most annoying bloody prick in the world. To be honest, as soon as she left I wanted to go home. I risked everything I have going right now, to see you and the other two. Not a fucking stranger who decides to shit on everyone from the top of their mother fucking pedestal. And instead of the friend I used to know, that's what I got. But I kept along for the ride, to see if you would apologize at all, because I hoped we were that good of friends that you would feel bad for the first half of the night. Or at least explain why the hell you were BEING such a little fucking child. Nope. What ended up happening is, you dropped me off at home and didn't even say goodnight. Like usual, what I hope for and what actually is are never the same.
I don't know where the you I knew is. But on top of being pissed off at the way you treated me, my friend, and our motherfucking friendship, I'm sad at how low someone is willing to go to get people to like them. And that this time, that person was you. Because I know that is why you acted the way you are. You have a new face to wear, and you wear it well. Too bad its one fugly ass face. You have to be cool, and being rude to people you don't know or you know care about you and making up shit that isn't even true is the way to do it. You don't even talk or dress the same. People should love you for you, as gay as it fucking sounds, and not because you like this kind of music shit or you dress like you are the shit. Someone should love you for you and call you a friend due to that because any other reason is FUCKING. SHIT.
We used to make fun of people like that behind their backs, you and I. No one likes a dick that can't hang. That's got to be one inch bigger than the rest. That has to get more pussy than the rest. Be better than the rest, and make sure everyone knows it. Dicks like that end up alone, surrounded by shitty friends who also are dicks, because no one wants a little fucking bitch cock all up in their space. Its not cute. Not cute at all.
You really let me down. Especially since I thought you were way better than that. But apparently, like I said before, what I think and what it turns out to be are always two fucking different things.
Either way, you can go fuck yourself, you fucking giant donkey dong.
