I've been awake since 2 am. It's going to be a long day. It's barely started and it can already go fuck itself.
Take yours out in the comments.
Friday, July 31, 2009
Friday, July 24, 2009
Ugh
I'm too fucking tired. People who expect one person to manage to do the work of eight and have the results in yesterday can fuck off. Seriously FUCK OFF. Especially the ones who wait until the last minute and then expect me to make miracles happen because they couldn't be bothered sooner. I've been worn the fuck out by these people over the last few weeks. I am ONE FUCKING PERSON, idiots. I can only do so much so fast.
Friday, July 17, 2009
Friday, July 10, 2009
It Was Better To Forgive
I was going to write a long rant about a neighboring psycho hose beast bitch succubus whose nicest personality trait is her cruel streak, but then I saw the light. Realizing that she's a psycho hose beast bitch succubus, probably being a result of mental illness, I decided that she was more worthy of pity than anger. It must be miserable going through life that petty and bitter. She doesn't deserve my Fuck Off.
But the jackass who doesn't look for pedestrians when he's making a right turn does. Pay some fucking attention to where your stupid car is heading, dumb fuck.
Take it away.
But the jackass who doesn't look for pedestrians when he's making a right turn does. Pay some fucking attention to where your stupid car is heading, dumb fuck.
Take it away.
Friday, July 3, 2009
The Bad Blood's Gone
For the most part, anyway. The Brits are our dear friends now. But King George III can still fuck off, at least this weekend. 1776, Bitches.
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