Let me tell you about my day.
im going to say this calmy, because i dont like it when im angry. and im going to keep this public, because i want all you FUCKERS to READ IT!
i get home and i hear my phone ring..
i run upstairs hoping to hear someone, anyone who had a nice day they could talk about.
instead i pick up the phone and i hear someone balling their EYES out.
i hear about her day, and all the hell shes being put through.
i hear of what people have done to her, why they did it to her, and how they abuse her kindness.
so many things that hurt her that shouldnt of. but they did. and the people that hurt her know that it did. and they know that it pains her LONG after it happens. and they did it anyway..
now what part of my brain is telling me to think its ok to just drop this and let it slide?
NONE
what part of my brain is telling me this wont happen again?
NONE
and what part of my brain is telling me NOT to do something about it?!
NONE!
EVERY GODDAMNED DAY SHE IS PUT THROUGH THIS! EVERY GODDAMNED FUCKING DAY!!
if you know who im talking about, then your probably one of the people doing this shit to her.
if you dont, then you probably still are and just dont realize what shit you pull over her.
but dont worry just yet.
im going to have a nice little conversation with all of you. and i mean ALL of you.
i swear to god! if HALF OF YOU PEOPLE OUT THERE COULD JUST DRINK A BULLET, and do this world a fucking FAVOR, maybe it wouldnt be such a terrible place. but hey! we arent certain on that! but we can be!! so why not go ahead --- well, that would be rude to finish. but youve been rude to everyone else, so whats holding me back!? --- AND OFF YOURSELVES!
goddamnit! and your doing all this crap over such STUPID THINGS!
you might as well be mad at her for looking at your poptarts in the morning! it would make just about as much sense!!
if i dont get to talk to you about this.. then wait a little bit longer. i assure you youll have your turn.
i get home and i hear my phone ring..
i run upstairs hoping to hear someone, anyone who had a nice day they could talk about.
instead i pick up the phone and i hear someone balling their EYES out.
i hear about her day, and all the hell shes being put through.
i hear of what people have done to her, why they did it to her, and how they abuse her kindness.
so many things that hurt her that shouldnt of. but they did. and the people that hurt her know that it did. and they know that it pains her LONG after it happens. and they did it anyway..
now what part of my brain is telling me to think its ok to just drop this and let it slide?
NONE
what part of my brain is telling me this wont happen again?
NONE
and what part of my brain is telling me NOT to do something about it?!
NONE!
EVERY GODDAMNED DAY SHE IS PUT THROUGH THIS! EVERY GODDAMNED FUCKING DAY!!
if you know who im talking about, then your probably one of the people doing this shit to her.
if you dont, then you probably still are and just dont realize what shit you pull over her.
but dont worry just yet.
im going to have a nice little conversation with all of you. and i mean ALL of you.
i swear to god! if HALF OF YOU PEOPLE OUT THERE COULD JUST DRINK A BULLET, and do this world a fucking FAVOR, maybe it wouldnt be such a terrible place. but hey! we arent certain on that! but we can be!! so why not go ahead --- well, that would be rude to finish. but youve been rude to everyone else, so whats holding me back!? --- AND OFF YOURSELVES!
goddamnit! and your doing all this crap over such STUPID THINGS!
you might as well be mad at her for looking at your poptarts in the morning! it would make just about as much sense!!
if i dont get to talk to you about this.. then wait a little bit longer. i assure you youll have your turn.