Wednesday, August 8, 2007

Exit Stage Left


The guy I'm yelled at me.

Don't feel like talking.

I don't do yelling.

You ain't my muthafuckin daddy! I don't care how much I like you, you like me, what you've done, bought, given or that its been 3 blissful months.

Fuck you! Don't bring that shit near me.

Don't ever fuckin yell at me or I'll slit your throat and hang you with your muthafuckin tongue!


No Joke.

3 comments:

Amanda said...

(((((((((butterfly))))))))

Be careful.

Anonymous said...

a bit morbid lately arent we?

Butterfly said...

You're right. You're both right. I need to cut back on my CSI and Law & Order episodes.

Can't be good for me to watch those shows as often as I do, or to have those concepts swirling around in my head.