The Thing Is

R.C. has a problem with him. He has diarrhea of the mouth. He is constantly saying “I miss you”, and “I love you”. I’m like shit! Fucking say something else. I mean if he loves me so much, then we should be able to talk about different topics, interesting ones, instead we always get hung up on talking about the fact that he misses me. FUCK! I’m getting really sick of it. He is always being mushy and romantic; if I wanted to date a girl I’d be a lesbian.