Worst fear confirmed. I am not interesting. I might go as far as to say that I am boring. I'm almost ok with that though, because I think everyone is actually very boring we just assign interest to those who are doing stupid things and dangerous things. Which is stupid.
"Why are you sad?"
"hmm?"
"Because you put on the headband and it didn't work?"
"..."
You condescending asshole. thanks.
LIFE SUCKS. FUCK THE WORLD. FUCK EVERYTHING. FUCK EVERYONE. FUCK SOCIETY. FUCK LOVE. FUCK RELATIONSHIPS. FUCK BEING NORMAL. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.
Showing posts with label anger. Show all posts
Showing posts with label anger. Show all posts
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Monday, May 17, 2010
Returning to reality is overrated.
It is all Wal-Marts and cute tops and mall excursions.
Money sticks to nothing in my wallet;
it is like water, annoyingly ever-necessary.
But to need another person is yet more unwillingly frustrating.
Seeks but never sought; it must have been foretold.
I am tired of feeling pathetic and desperate because my friend refuses to be my friend.
And now a moment of silence for the truth.
It is all Wal-Marts and cute tops and mall excursions.
Money sticks to nothing in my wallet;
it is like water, annoyingly ever-necessary.
But to need another person is yet more unwillingly frustrating.
Seeks but never sought; it must have been foretold.
I am tired of feeling pathetic and desperate because my friend refuses to be my friend.
And now a moment of silence for the truth.
Labels:
anger,
friends,
frustration,
money,
reality
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