it’s the part in the relationship where you just sit back in different rooms and let shit happen on its own or you check on each other every 5 minutes and then some guy calls you a cracka and you are like do you mean honky or crackhead and he says both and he is on steroids and you are like Whaaaaaat mother effer? and he’s like your bangs your bangs and his friends step away and won’t back him anymore kuz they realise he said the wrong fucking thing and there is no saving his ass and then he fucks with yer bf not 5 minutes later not knowing we’re together and well, i hope he likes wheelchairs.
