You suck. You all do. I hate you all.
Life is just one big diner, where the shit is served well done and in MONSTER PORTIONS.
I want to scream at the moon, and I will. I will pull jupiter out of orbit, I will bring unbalance out of everything I see.
I couldn't just have a bad day. No, I couldn't. To continue, this has to be Shitstorm part 2. This is the ROTF style sequel, where EVERYTHING happens. And not in the way that ends nicely.
Seriously, life, fuck you. I can't stress on that enough.
First, the world's suckiest presentation, made suckier. Next, my friday afternoon butchered. After that? The shittiest 3 hour trip home ever. Now?
She left. SHE FUCKING LEFT. Just got up and left. No warning, no nothing.
Why does everyone leave me? You know what? all I wanted from you was a mate. A friend I could trust with entirety. Someone to join the circle that was falling to pieces. That's all.
But nope, you're gone. Blip. Blammo. No explanation. THanks.
Everyone's leaving me. thanks.
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