Today, the asshole known as Steven (or Gas) came over. He is supposedly my brother's best friend, and also supposedly my friend too.
Guess what. He's an asshole.
My brother has made my old friend Steve into a complete and utter asshole.
I wrote an e-mail to Steve just now, telling him that I'm not putting up with it anymore. Here's what I wrote.
Okay, Steve. I've dealt with it before, but it seems you have multiple personalities or something. You're always so sweet and nice to me when Sam's not around, but when he's here, it's like you become an asshole. I'm not dealing with it anymore. I don't want to talk to you again. If you come over, it'll just be the friendly hello, and the occasional 'how are you?' because I don't want to put up with this shit anymore. I'm through with it. I really am. And if this makes you sad or pissed off, then all right. It's not changing anything. I don't want any part of it, and I don't want to hear it from Sam that you're crying or being sad or anything, because I don't give a shit. You and Sam are assholes.
Erika
They have just now noticed that I hate them. And I told them so. They think it's funny.
THEY THINK IT'S FUCKING FUNNY!!
THEY THINK IT'S FUNNY THAT THEY ARE ASSHOLES!
And Steve can cry all he wants. Because i'm not going to put up with it anymore.
I'm not going to be friends with an asshole, who's just like my brother, who's just like my father, who is an asshole like them.
They don't deserve my respect.
not the tiniest bit.
i'm through with it.
Goodbye to a once good friend ..
because.
I'm through with him.
~Taco
EDIT: Okay, we're on good terms again. DAMMIT! how does he do that? One minute I'm pissed at him, the next, we're talking again. x.x Gaaaaaaah. | 
