F*** this. F****** f***.
Oh you feeling depressed and act like a shut in hermit crab, over a problem that is inavoidable. Oh, I totally feel nothing over it, totally I’m not sad about it too. Your behavior is totally totally not making me anxious. Now I have you and the other problem to deal with.
I’m tired of taking care of you two. I’m just a friend, not a babysitter/daytaker/cook/maid etc etc.
You guys are f****** grown up, stop relying on me too much.
I have my job to deal with and then take care of you two bumpers after work.
Oh, being a bit too cold to you people and hurt your fragile little heart.
Well, f*** that, I’m tired of being cautious on every single thing that you two can’t handle. Try to take care two adult “babies” after a long day of work,and tell me you guys feel great.
For f*** sake, give me a break already.