i feel like setting everything i own on fire. i feel like changing my identity and moving to a new city...maybe Portland. I feel like lying about my age, since so many people STILL think i'm in my 20s,why the hell not? Don fucking Draper did it (maybe i could change my name to Dick Whitman!).
FUCK i wish i was good at something. Like, not being a loser.
I need a NEW job, and I need to GO BACK TO FUCKING SCHOOL, cause i'm so bored with my life right now i could join fucking al Queda or the Bloods or some Columbian death squad just so i can do something productive...albeight, deadly and selfish. but at least those guys are getting shit done!
i wish i was better at being an asshole. then i'd get into sales or something. those fucking schmucks don't give a fuck about anyone, and they've got money, and they get laid, and they seem to think their existance is necessary. even though its not. because those guys are fucking douchebags. but if i was one of them, i wouldn't know the difference, so why the fuck couldn't i have been raised to be a fucking cocksucker like every salesman i've ever met?
SOMEONE FUCKING HIRE ME ALREADY!!!!!!!!! my job sucks and i want it to die and go to hell where it fucking belongs!
fucking drug addicts. everyone that works for me is on fucking drugs. and not cool drugs like pot or booze or caffeine, but REAL drugs like Meth or cocaine or pain meds that they smoke in the bathroom and they all fucking suck. why cant they leave that shit for when they go out and party? why the fuck they gotta be doin bumps at work? wtf is wrong with them? oh i know...its Littleton. Littleton sucks, and apparently so do the people who live there. it'll be a happy day when i don't work there anymore and can delete all their fucking numbers from my phone and never have to set foot in this side of town again.
what else can i bitch about...money? well, my own fault for not saving anything ever. fuck it...stupid banks, probably responsible for some of it.
ugh. fuck. fuckity fuck.
that was healthy, i'm sure.
FUCK i wish i was good at something. Like, not being a loser.
I need a NEW job, and I need to GO BACK TO FUCKING SCHOOL, cause i'm so bored with my life right now i could join fucking al Queda or the Bloods or some Columbian death squad just so i can do something productive...albeight, deadly and selfish. but at least those guys are getting shit done!
i wish i was better at being an asshole. then i'd get into sales or something. those fucking schmucks don't give a fuck about anyone, and they've got money, and they get laid, and they seem to think their existance is necessary. even though its not. because those guys are fucking douchebags. but if i was one of them, i wouldn't know the difference, so why the fuck couldn't i have been raised to be a fucking cocksucker like every salesman i've ever met?
SOMEONE FUCKING HIRE ME ALREADY!!!!!!!!! my job sucks and i want it to die and go to hell where it fucking belongs!
fucking drug addicts. everyone that works for me is on fucking drugs. and not cool drugs like pot or booze or caffeine, but REAL drugs like Meth or cocaine or pain meds that they smoke in the bathroom and they all fucking suck. why cant they leave that shit for when they go out and party? why the fuck they gotta be doin bumps at work? wtf is wrong with them? oh i know...its Littleton. Littleton sucks, and apparently so do the people who live there. it'll be a happy day when i don't work there anymore and can delete all their fucking numbers from my phone and never have to set foot in this side of town again.
what else can i bitch about...money? well, my own fault for not saving anything ever. fuck it...stupid banks, probably responsible for some of it.
ugh. fuck. fuckity fuck.
that was healthy, i'm sure.