Twenty Nine
You know what they mean, fuckheads. Let's not pretend to be that stupid. I've been thinking about things that actually matter while you were all concerned about what letter is on your chest.
You might be asking yourself what was so important. Then again, you might not be. I don't really give a fuck. I've tried to hard to get this city's attention, to spread the word or sway an opinion. It's a fucking waste of time.
I'm thinking about the truth. The truth I'll get to publish with this new job at the newspaper, and sincerely hoping that the news as a whole will go off well. It's not my cozy little sports section, but it'll do. It'll do just fine.
Not that I usually write what the vast majority wants to hear, but I want the public's opinion. It's you shits that'll be reading it, so it's you shits that I need to cater to, whether I actually commit to that awful relationship or not.
What do YOU want to hear about?
Who's more dead? The people you should never bet money on? Or how Q really does stand for queer?
You might be asking yourself what was so important. Then again, you might not be. I don't really give a fuck. I've tried to hard to get this city's attention, to spread the word or sway an opinion. It's a fucking waste of time.
I'm thinking about the truth. The truth I'll get to publish with this new job at the newspaper, and sincerely hoping that the news as a whole will go off well. It's not my cozy little sports section, but it'll do. It'll do just fine.
Not that I usually write what the vast majority wants to hear, but I want the public's opinion. It's you shits that'll be reading it, so it's you shits that I need to cater to, whether I actually commit to that awful relationship or not.
What do YOU want to hear about?
Who's more dead? The people you should never bet money on? Or how Q really does stand for queer?