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Argh. Seriously?
People fucking piss me off sometimes.
Between those that use you, pretend to be your best buddy in the entire world, and then rape you of your money and don't give a flying rats ass. The ones that think they are THE shit. "Yay! Let me use my friends because they won't notice, and then I can get what I want. I ALWAYS GET WHAT I WANT!"
No, You know what. I hate myself. I fucking piss myself off. Yes, as odd as it sounds. The stupid shit I do, when I realize what I'm doing, but shrug it off nonetheless. Why do I continue?
hdf(^#@$
I hate this keyboard.
Arf. Ok. Rant over.
It finally rained yesterday. Hence part of the reason of skipping school yesterday.
Why waste a day inside at school when you can waste a day inside cleaning your entire fucking house? (See above comment about myself)
Well at least it rained. Just enough to make the cars dirty that I just washed.
Oh fucking well.
I hate strange feelings for people that come and go...within almost an instant.
Why am I craving the attraction? Why am I craving the attention? Why am I craving someone to just cheer me up already?
Why can't I just get that last one?
Sigh.
THE END
People fucking piss me off sometimes.
Between those that use you, pretend to be your best buddy in the entire world, and then rape you of your money and don't give a flying rats ass. The ones that think they are THE shit. "Yay! Let me use my friends because they won't notice, and then I can get what I want. I ALWAYS GET WHAT I WANT!"
No, You know what. I hate myself. I fucking piss myself off. Yes, as odd as it sounds. The stupid shit I do, when I realize what I'm doing, but shrug it off nonetheless. Why do I continue?
hdf(^#@$
I hate this keyboard.
Arf. Ok. Rant over.
It finally rained yesterday. Hence part of the reason of skipping school yesterday.
Why waste a day inside at school when you can waste a day inside cleaning your entire fucking house? (See above comment about myself)
Well at least it rained. Just enough to make the cars dirty that I just washed.
Oh fucking well.
I hate strange feelings for people that come and go...within almost an instant.
Why am I craving the attraction? Why am I craving the attention? Why am I craving someone to just cheer me up already?
Why can't I just get that last one?
Sigh.
THE END