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AAAAAAAAAAAAND I have anger issues.
I just get so fucking angry sometimes. I had to work Christmas Eve, and it was depressing as shit, because there were tons of loners coming in sitting at the bar, and I got mad that I was bumming out.
And today, I just read a ton of the stuff that you write because you want people to be shocked or to feel bad for you, and that fucking makes me angry too.
Everytime that some jerkoff tries to talk to me about their problems, I just think, "Why the fuck do you think I care about this," but then I try to be a nice feller and walk away with some decent excuse so as not to hurt their feelings, because if I DID hurt their feelings, I just know I'd end up as a reference in one of their vague and long-winded poems. Thats just obnoxious.
Now I have shit to do, why don't you get to work on not spouting the same junk that every piece of shit on the internet seems to think they came up with all by themselves.
It isn't interesting, and it isn't shocking.
Don't dig for the attention, let it come to you on its own.
You've got my sympathy, but not in the manner you wanted.
Count me out, LJ.
Nerd alert.
I just get so fucking angry sometimes. I had to work Christmas Eve, and it was depressing as shit, because there were tons of loners coming in sitting at the bar, and I got mad that I was bumming out.
And today, I just read a ton of the stuff that you write because you want people to be shocked or to feel bad for you, and that fucking makes me angry too.
Everytime that some jerkoff tries to talk to me about their problems, I just think, "Why the fuck do you think I care about this," but then I try to be a nice feller and walk away with some decent excuse so as not to hurt their feelings, because if I DID hurt their feelings, I just know I'd end up as a reference in one of their vague and long-winded poems. Thats just obnoxious.
Now I have shit to do, why don't you get to work on not spouting the same junk that every piece of shit on the internet seems to think they came up with all by themselves.
It isn't interesting, and it isn't shocking.
Don't dig for the attention, let it come to you on its own.
You've got my sympathy, but not in the manner you wanted.
Count me out, LJ.
Nerd alert.