Why is it that the end of the year always sucks?
I've come to realize that no matter what people say, the easy words they use in an attempt to soothe you because they assume that you have delicate feelings, they are always full of shit. Always. And I'm so tried of it. The vagueness, the all around asshole behavior, the words that amount to absolutely fucking nothing. I like to think that I'm a pretty honest person, so is it too much to ask that people be just as honest with you as you are with them? I guess so. And as for vagueness, it's fucking annoying. If you want to say something then say it. All I ask is that you don't waste my fucking time as you clumsily backtrack. And its not that you want to backtrack, but it's this fucking game that you like to play just so people will ask you about things that you "don't want anybody to know." Of course you want people to know. Because you're a fucking four year old pretending to be an adult. It's about time you grow the fuck up.