hmm.
so i think i've decided that people ...no. not people in general, as it sounds. a few couple individuals have their heads deeply positioned up their asses.
1. joci:
"wasted money" to fly me home, bitches to me about everything, spends more money than she can afford, bitches about that.
doesn't listen to advice, never sees any fault in herself, thrives on drama, is a shit talking douchebag.
likes to stab people in the back, only to twist the blade in the wound. & much to my demise, she's a horrible friend.
if she were nature, i could write a haiku. it would go like this:
"oh look, what a bitch,
sitting on her pedestal,
cold blooded reptile."
2. justin "spike":
is my friend, isn't my friend, is my friend, isn't my friend.
we're cool, we're buds, he hates me. lather, rinse, repeat.
spineless, easily swayed, too concerned about fitting in to "not give a fuck," brain cells too bleached to see logic or reason.
testifies to stand up for those he cares about, unless of course that means disagreeing with more than one person.
can't keep his mouth shut about personal subjects, but can keep his lips sealed if it means he won't get any backlash. or maybe the latter is because he can't possibly betray that dear boy we all love. kasey. :)
two people so full of themselves that they tell me i'm unwelcome to come home. are you fucking serious? oh right, i forgot. because they're the only people who live there. & because they're, like, fucking royalty or something.
two people who can't just agree to disagree with someone. instead they've gotta keep jumping into everyone else's lives. hello, big brother, & welcome to myspace.
two people who don't know how to grow up enough to leave behind this kind of high school bullshit when they graduate. [which, by the way, i did - just in case you missed me walking across the stage because your head is too big to fit through the door.] "hmm she made me mad. so uh... hey everyone - she's a big slut! yea yea yea HUGE slut! & uh... yea because uh she had SEX! omg loloo0l0l0l!!11one!" instead of being civil human beings, you've turned into walking port-a-potties. cool shit.
so what do i do about the problem? i read that pathetic message. [slut bag? that's all you could come up with? how original.] & i wrote this little thing, & now i'm going to move on. just take a few deep breaths & move the fuck on.
hah, & i can't wait to hear about how i'm "such a pussy" for not writing back. or how i'm "such a liar," & don't forget the "slut"/"slutbag"/whatever [any combination of the word slut would fit well in their vocabulary] part. & i'll just laugh. & call ivan, & then laugh some more. because there's no way you can rip him away from me.
i really hope someone's head explodes from reading this.
1. joci:
"wasted money" to fly me home, bitches to me about everything, spends more money than she can afford, bitches about that.
doesn't listen to advice, never sees any fault in herself, thrives on drama, is a shit talking douchebag.
likes to stab people in the back, only to twist the blade in the wound. & much to my demise, she's a horrible friend.
if she were nature, i could write a haiku. it would go like this:
"oh look, what a bitch,
sitting on her pedestal,
cold blooded reptile."
2. justin "spike":
is my friend, isn't my friend, is my friend, isn't my friend.
we're cool, we're buds, he hates me. lather, rinse, repeat.
spineless, easily swayed, too concerned about fitting in to "not give a fuck," brain cells too bleached to see logic or reason.
testifies to stand up for those he cares about, unless of course that means disagreeing with more than one person.
can't keep his mouth shut about personal subjects, but can keep his lips sealed if it means he won't get any backlash. or maybe the latter is because he can't possibly betray that dear boy we all love. kasey. :)
two people so full of themselves that they tell me i'm unwelcome to come home. are you fucking serious? oh right, i forgot. because they're the only people who live there. & because they're, like, fucking royalty or something.
two people who can't just agree to disagree with someone. instead they've gotta keep jumping into everyone else's lives. hello, big brother, & welcome to myspace.
two people who don't know how to grow up enough to leave behind this kind of high school bullshit when they graduate. [which, by the way, i did - just in case you missed me walking across the stage because your head is too big to fit through the door.] "hmm she made me mad. so uh... hey everyone - she's a big slut! yea yea yea HUGE slut! & uh... yea because uh she had SEX! omg loloo0l0l0l!!11one!" instead of being civil human beings, you've turned into walking port-a-potties. cool shit.
so what do i do about the problem? i read that pathetic message. [slut bag? that's all you could come up with? how original.] & i wrote this little thing, & now i'm going to move on. just take a few deep breaths & move the fuck on.
hah, & i can't wait to hear about how i'm "such a pussy" for not writing back. or how i'm "such a liar," & don't forget the "slut"/"slutbag"/whatever [any combination of the word slut would fit well in their vocabulary] part. & i'll just laugh. & call ivan, & then laugh some more. because there's no way you can rip him away from me.
i really hope someone's head explodes from reading this.