Hot sickey cranky rant. Ignore as appropriate.
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You know? maybe i've had too much time to sit and observe people today with the whole being sick gig going on,maybe it's the heat, but man, you know what i'm really sick of lately?
People trying to convince others, and themselves, that they are doing just peachy.
It's like, the biggest one-up contest of the century. even my closest friend is guilty of it.
What exactly are we trying to fucking prove people?
Now don't get me wrong i am SO happy that you got that new phone or stupid bag or arm candy, vibratingdildoanalcavityfuckmachine or you just came out of rehab for stamp collecting but seriously. wow.
people are fucking boring! what ever happened to you know, the totally random out of the blue, WOW that really fucking made my day shit? Like getting high fives for having half your face hanging off on halloween or little kids screaming every time you laugh in a mall parking lot or your baby cousins wearing rub on tattoos like yours? Oh cool you're a total trainwreck on the inside but you're overcompensating by drilling the same stupid trivial shit in my skull. i'm sorry, i'm just too apathetic to care. right now, most of my friends look really really phony. it's laughable. it.is.a.fucking.joke. and trust me, they've all heard about it already.
Can we please just take a second and maybe think about shit that's relevant? talk to someone you haven't spoken to in a while, smile real uneasylike at someone in the elevator, killing the bastards with kindness. Sucking it up and moving the fuck on, or letting go and take the plunge.
God i know i'm guilty of looking for attention from time to time, but i hate to think i'm being such a shithead. live a little. stop repeating yourselves. i fucking swear god has run out of backround characters. And i apologize for not having tons nice to say lately, but man, people are so high maintenance these days, it's just really ruining my laid back attitude towards things. people are always looking for the whys or the excuses and pointing their dirty sticky fingers everywhere. Suddenly shit has rules and standards and procedures. and i swear. i SWEAR if one more person says its because i'm not fucking attached to someone and i just don't understand i'm going to punch them in their respective reproductive organs so hard they'll be chewing on them. i am quite happy alone and can get my fix and my kicks. i've come to terms that i'm pretty fucking impossible to deal with.
Does it make me a bad person that i'm so agreeable with most types of people? that i can easily get along with you and then just as easily rub you the wrong way? Lord knows i love to talk and i have no problem saying anything, but the key is, i dont go out and do it for spiteful fun like my fellow vaginas. In fact, i'm really surprised my mouth has gotten me beaten, naked and dead on a ditch on the side of the parkway by now.
So come on now people. try a little. Be interesting.
If there's gonna be drama, make it good. Like 3 headed donkey baby from a subway hobo good.
You know? maybe i've had too much time to sit and observe people today with the whole being sick gig going on,maybe it's the heat, but man, you know what i'm really sick of lately?
People trying to convince others, and themselves, that they are doing just peachy.
It's like, the biggest one-up contest of the century. even my closest friend is guilty of it.
What exactly are we trying to fucking prove people?
Now don't get me wrong i am SO happy that you got that new phone or stupid bag or arm candy, vibratingdildoanalcavityfuckmachine or you just came out of rehab for stamp collecting but seriously. wow.
people are fucking boring! what ever happened to you know, the totally random out of the blue, WOW that really fucking made my day shit? Like getting high fives for having half your face hanging off on halloween or little kids screaming every time you laugh in a mall parking lot or your baby cousins wearing rub on tattoos like yours? Oh cool you're a total trainwreck on the inside but you're overcompensating by drilling the same stupid trivial shit in my skull. i'm sorry, i'm just too apathetic to care. right now, most of my friends look really really phony. it's laughable. it.is.a.fucking.joke. and trust me, they've all heard about it already.
Can we please just take a second and maybe think about shit that's relevant? talk to someone you haven't spoken to in a while, smile real uneasylike at someone in the elevator, killing the bastards with kindness. Sucking it up and moving the fuck on, or letting go and take the plunge.
God i know i'm guilty of looking for attention from time to time, but i hate to think i'm being such a shithead. live a little. stop repeating yourselves. i fucking swear god has run out of backround characters. And i apologize for not having tons nice to say lately, but man, people are so high maintenance these days, it's just really ruining my laid back attitude towards things. people are always looking for the whys or the excuses and pointing their dirty sticky fingers everywhere. Suddenly shit has rules and standards and procedures. and i swear. i SWEAR if one more person says its because i'm not fucking attached to someone and i just don't understand i'm going to punch them in their respective reproductive organs so hard they'll be chewing on them. i am quite happy alone and can get my fix and my kicks. i've come to terms that i'm pretty fucking impossible to deal with.
Does it make me a bad person that i'm so agreeable with most types of people? that i can easily get along with you and then just as easily rub you the wrong way? Lord knows i love to talk and i have no problem saying anything, but the key is, i dont go out and do it for spiteful fun like my fellow vaginas. In fact, i'm really surprised my mouth has gotten me beaten, naked and dead on a ditch on the side of the parkway by now.
So come on now people. try a little. Be interesting.
If there's gonna be drama, make it good. Like 3 headed donkey baby from a subway hobo good.
