Yeah, and...?
Shady people really make me curious...
Especially when they think they're too good to say hi, wave, or stop acting like they're too busy to remove the gold-plated phallic object from their rectum and realize they're still human.
I donno, shit like this doesn't really annoy me, it just crossed my mind so I'm just wondering how people acquire such personalities and why acknowledgement of others should seem so impossible to accomplish cuz I can't fall asleep thanks to Mountain Dew.
It's not that hard to wave back sometimes, even nod or some shit...
I mean fuck, if your arm's not in a sling, you're not in a neckbrace, your little crotch goblin didn't throw up all over you for the 3rd time, didn't just shit itself, fall down an escalator or have a seizure...then what the fuck?
Does your significant other happen to be my arch enemy or just insanely envious for whatever reasons they have? Don't see why that is, I don't have enemies, and what's to be jealous of? I'm not some Hollywood hotshot who's hit it big, a stuck-up rich kid who's parents went and paid for everything they own, or a snobby rich asshole driving a fuckin Lambo with a house beach on a beach in the Carribean.
It's even better when some of these types of people are in worse situations than I am. I don't even have to wonder why they act like that, I'll just remind myself of how great it is to be in my own shoes since chances are they probably have some incurable crotch disease, an ugly baby, a shitty life that's no one's fault but their own while they try to point fingers, a shitty nickname due to bad habits, a sketchy-ass struggling baby's momma/daddy tying them down because they settled for less thanks to desperation due to having heavy insecurities, a shitload of debt to pay off, no home, or maybe just some fucked up mental condition that caused all of that and just speaks for itself. (Damn, this city's full of winners.)
Damn, I know I'm not perfect by miles, but shit, sometimes people know how to make me more than grateful to be who I am.
Things like that give me a feeling along the lines of something my friend Eddie described to me last year before graduation.
"Your ex-girlfriend of a long time breaks up with you, gets knocked up and has a baby with some 26 year old high school drop-out loser with no future. You just wanna run up to her and say 'I WIN!' and walk away, because sure enough, you did."
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