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Its a strange thing. Normally I would be kind of upset about some things and some people, but I'm really not. However, its really amusing on how the less I do, the more people overreact. In other words, evolving into extreme drama queens because I just don't do anything to these people. At all.
If you purposely say something derrogatory towards someone else in an effort to make people hate that person, yet they would feel more sorry for you? You are a drama queen. If you go into my journal to say mean things to me, and you drag your friends into it in an attempt to cause problems? Yet I don't "bite?" You are a drama queen. Very long entries dedicated to bad-mouthing the said person is being a drama queen. It can go on and on. And it amuses the hell out of me, because the less I do towards people? The harder they try to make others feel sorry for "how I've wronged them," becoming prima donna drama queens.
Also. I'm not a nice person. At all. If I'm nice to you and talk to you regularly? That means I respect you. I am also polite. Which in layman's terms, means I do not have the audacity or interest to make others hate other people. I'm not interested in that. People don't interest me. Especially silly ones who want attention. If I don't like you, I don't talk to you. Its quite simple. If I like you, I will talk to you. I'm not on Livejournal because I wanted to take part in an insipid popularity contest, to get X amount of people on my side. I repeat: people do not interest me. All of that doesn't interest me. The only things that interest me are getting strong enough to kill my brother, some people who are not self-indulgent drama tirades (a.k.a. idiots), and tomatoes.
With all that said, I am a bastard. Oh, yes. And I'm damned proud of this.
If you purposely say something derrogatory towards someone else in an effort to make people hate that person, yet they would feel more sorry for you? You are a drama queen. If you go into my journal to say mean things to me, and you drag your friends into it in an attempt to cause problems? Yet I don't "bite?" You are a drama queen. Very long entries dedicated to bad-mouthing the said person is being a drama queen. It can go on and on. And it amuses the hell out of me, because the less I do towards people? The harder they try to make others feel sorry for "how I've wronged them," becoming prima donna drama queens.
Also. I'm not a nice person. At all. If I'm nice to you and talk to you regularly? That means I respect you. I am also polite. Which in layman's terms, means I do not have the audacity or interest to make others hate other people. I'm not interested in that. People don't interest me. Especially silly ones who want attention. If I don't like you, I don't talk to you. Its quite simple. If I like you, I will talk to you. I'm not on Livejournal because I wanted to take part in an insipid popularity contest, to get X amount of people on my side. I repeat: people do not interest me. All of that doesn't interest me. The only things that interest me are getting strong enough to kill my brother, some people who are not self-indulgent drama tirades (a.k.a. idiots), and tomatoes.
With all that said, I am a bastard. Oh, yes. And I'm damned proud of this.