Okay, okay. So I was in my brother's room while he was throwing away some of his clothes because he wanted new clothes. Anyway, early this morning (2AM-ish) he woke me up and started whipping me with his belt because we've been having a friendly fight for a few days now. I had to run outside of the house to get away from him and a stayed out for a little. So back to this morning, he was in his boxers seeing which pants he wanted to keep and stuff. So when he was done, he grabbed his sweatpants and was about to put them on but I took one of the pairs of pants he put aside and said "Yeah *****, you think you gonna hurt me with sweatpants?" and started beating him with the pants. He ran into the bathroom and locked himself in and I was about to give up but I decided to be an idiot and grab a metal pole that we don't use and started beating the door with it. He started to scream and was trying to tell me to stop but I kept going and I, by accident, broke the door knob. It's still on the floor right now so when my mom or dad comes home . . . I'm ****ed for a while.
My personal favorite is "u better run, because I'm going f l a s h". You were my little doggy back then and you always wanted to talk with me. You were so cute it was funny. So, how did that story you were writing go? Along with your Pokémon battling? I also like "COOL...and thank you...u do not think anyone will take it by the time of Feb. 14th do u? hey that is valentines day...lol". I'm sure no one is going to take me away from you by by the time of Feb. 14th. You too right? :p
I know that's your nickname since you told me your real name and I remember it to be much longer.
I'm not lying.
I think we're going to have to end this relationship. I don't date people who lose in fake sports. :p