February 10, 2014

Shit. A lot of things have happened the past two weeks or so. And listening to Miranda Cosgrove's "About You Now" and writing a song about break-ups isn't fucking helping at all. Now that I think about it, it's making me remember this shit more.

It was January second, third, probably fourth, around 8: 30 at night, when I was at the Vocaloid mansion writing lyrics for our next song for our band, the STFUs.

You know what stfu means, right?

Anyway, Rin was going over her part of the song we were going to perform. She was the guest vocalist. We were rehearsing everything that we could because Miku and Gumi were going to a movie and shopping as a couple. They were both bisexuals. It was for their three-year-anniversary. Or was it two? Shit, I forget simple details like this.

Anyway, Gumi was still getting dressed when Miku walked in looking at our lyrics. Her head was over Rin's head, and I swear she was gonna get some breathing problems sooner or later, since she has asthma.

Probably later. Didn't look too bad.

Miku's head came off of Rin's head and she shouted, "Gumi! Hurry the fuck up! I ain't taking all night God dammit!"

"I'm hurrying. I'm hurrying." That was Gumi calling. She's the dyslexic one.

Gumi ran in the kitchen (where we were at by the way), and nearly tripped over my chair when she decided to USE my chair as a way to break her fall. She tripped anyway, so what was the point again?

"What the fuck Gumi? Why you using ME as your break of a fall when you gonna fall anyway?" That was what I shouted at her.

"It's just a coincidence. Calm down." Gumi said that and rolled her eyes, which I ignored.

Rin makes that fucking annoying tsk tsk noise. "Ooooh. Gumi's going lesbian for Neru." Then she had the balls to wink at me and Gumi. It was so cringe-worthy, I put my head down on the lyrics.

It was Miku's turn to talk. "Gumiiii! It's time for us to go! We're gonna be laaaaaaaaaaaaate~!" She grabbed Gumi's hand and left the house.

"We'll be back around midnight!" Miku called us behind a door. She slammed the door hard.

We nudged each other and continued our rehearsal, which lasted an hour and a half because they came back pretty soon arguing and screaming like little kindergarteners.

"YOU FUCKING CHEATER! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WOULD SAY THAT!" Miku screamed.

"WHAT?! THAT I'D MUCH RATHER DATE SOMEONE BETTER THAN YOU?! BITCH, PLEASE! YOU NEED TO MAKE YOUR NETHER REGIONS STOP BLEEDING INTERNALLY, YOU ENTITLED WHORE!" Damn, I've never heard Gumi swear that much. Usually, that's either Miku, Rin, or me doing all the swearing.

"LOOK WHO THE FUCK'S TALKING! YOU CONSTANTLY SHOVE YOUR FUCKING TITS EVERYWHERE ON THE INTERNET! IT'S NO WONDER YOU HAVEN'T HAD A SEX SCANDAL YET!"

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST SAY?! YOU'RE THE BIGGER STANK OUT OF THE WHOLE HOUSE! TELL YOU WHAT! YOU KEEP YOUR SLUT BODY AWAY FROM ME 'CAUSE IT'S THE MOST DISGUSTING THING I'VE EVER SEEN!"

"YOU'RE THE FUCKING DISGUSTING ONE! I'VE NEVER SEEN ANYONE WHO'LL FUCK ANYONE WITH A LIVE BODY!"

"THAT'S! IT! I'M DONE WITH THIS SHIT! WE'RE THROUGH!" Gumi went back out of the house. She slammed the door hard.

"FINE! I DON'T NEED YOU ANYWAY AT ALL!" Miku started crying and ran to her room.

For the next hour or so, things went silent, and I mean, completely silent. I looked at Rin, who was trying to breathe.

"Dude, you okay?" I asked her.

She stood up. "If you need me, I'll be in my room with the windows open." She ran to her room like Miku, except that she wasn't crying.

From this day on, I knew that shit has gone down the drain.