going out in public during the day is right up there with peeling the skin off my palms. i would rather put up with broken shit on my car, than bother speaking to one of the braindead special-ed rejects working behind the counter at the local autozone... not to say they actually have the parts i need in stock, or anything, anyway... and the mall, it's not worth going into detail about because i'd get way too pissed, seeing as i'm far beyond reasonable pissedoffedness as it is. i hate. them. all. every. single. fucking. one. of. them. holy fuck. i can't handle being around other people. i need to hide. so nobody gets hurt. although it would be well deserved.
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maybe just the first part.