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I don't like doing this whiney, complaining "Oh-Look-At-Me" bullshit, but this shit has just honestly gotten to a point...
Why do things have to be fucked up like this? Haven't I put up with enough shit over the last 18 fucking years? I never once questioned the fact that we had to move. I never once sat there and complained about it, and said "Do we really have to do this?"
It was unflinching acceptance of the situation. I did it coldly and unfeelingly because that's how we'd been trained to do it. Christ, my friends (or should I say "friend" singular?) didn't know about it until about a week before that I was moving. And even then, I didn't feel any remorse in having it be like that. Who cares right?
There's a trust you create when you say "This is it. This is where we're staying." You KNEW, you fucking KNEW that we were happy. And you tried to patronize us by saying "This hurts me too". BULLSHIT. Don't even TRY and pull that shit on us. You fucking HATED it there. Just like you hated the way you lived in New Hampshire. Just like the way you hate it here now that shit isn't going your fucking way, RIGHT away.
Here. Georgia. Fuck this. You put us here. Your discontent, it isn't just in winter - the waning phases. Your discontent knows no boundaries. It grows, lives, frails and dies - only to be replaced by yet another shitty situation into which you've dragged us all. We deal with your shit day in and day out, only to be continually pushed back and trampled on. Fuck you.
Why do things have to be fucked up like this? Haven't I put up with enough shit over the last 18 fucking years? I never once questioned the fact that we had to move. I never once sat there and complained about it, and said "Do we really have to do this?"
It was unflinching acceptance of the situation. I did it coldly and unfeelingly because that's how we'd been trained to do it. Christ, my friends (or should I say "friend" singular?) didn't know about it until about a week before that I was moving. And even then, I didn't feel any remorse in having it be like that. Who cares right?
There's a trust you create when you say "This is it. This is where we're staying." You KNEW, you fucking KNEW that we were happy. And you tried to patronize us by saying "This hurts me too". BULLSHIT. Don't even TRY and pull that shit on us. You fucking HATED it there. Just like you hated the way you lived in New Hampshire. Just like the way you hate it here now that shit isn't going your fucking way, RIGHT away.
Here. Georgia. Fuck this. You put us here. Your discontent, it isn't just in winter - the waning phases. Your discontent knows no boundaries. It grows, lives, frails and dies - only to be replaced by yet another shitty situation into which you've dragged us all. We deal with your shit day in and day out, only to be continually pushed back and trampled on. Fuck you.