I said, “Fuck!” when I was riding my bike and grazed/burned my arm on the pole of the bridge.
I said, “Fuck! Shut up!” when my neighbours held parties on weeknights and played techno until 1.30.
I said, “Fuck, he’s hot!” when scrolling through photos of Oguri Shun.
And I was hoping that if I ever met Johnny Depp that he would say, “Let’s fuck.”
I used the word when I was happy, sad, angry, frustrated… And I used it no matter who was around. If you didn’t like me swearing, then we couldn’t be friends. Take it, or leave it.