Krists pov:
Me and Dave were having hate sex. What is hate sex you might ask ? It's sex but your tuff asf with eachother and yell insults at eachother of course ! Dave was sitting on top of me going up and down while just sat there drunk asf of course.
"Ur dick is smol" he said while bouncing. "Oh ye bitch u wanna go hoe ?" I slurred drunk and horned asf. "FUCK YE" he started crawling at my face while I was tugging on his locks of hair. I pinned him down against the bed, while we were screaming at eachother. "BITCH THINK UR SO TUFF ? YOU GOING THROUGH HAIR LOSS BOIIII" he said as he punched me in the stomach while I kept going at it. "* la gasp* RUDEEE. AT LEAST I DON'T HAVE A WEIRD ASS FUCKING MOUTH LIKE YOU DO BITCHHH" I said as a punched him across the face.
I came in him as he came all over himself. We were fist fight at this point. Kurt was in the corner innocently doodling in his journal watching this all go down.
Dave opened the window, ass naked and jumping out. He ran to Wal-Mart in the cold Seattle rain to get grapes that are going bad.
I sighed. There was silence. I looked across the room to Kurt sitting there with his big blue whitish eyes staring at me while he nibbled on his finger.
Hmmmm...
YOU ARE READING
"cum" as you are *tumbles over and dies*
أدب الهواةWarning: this book is a joke and making fun of shit like this lol, gay ass over the top unfunny nirvana (I'm a huge nirvana fan, Kurt had an actual skat kink he'll be fine)
