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| Current music: | travis-the blue flashing light |
so you run to your room and you hide in room and you think about how you can settle the score
FUCKING FUCKING FUCKING FUCKING FUCKING FUCKING HELL AND FUCKING SHITTY FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK
Fuck you and your self rightousness!
I swear, if I hear one more comment pertaining that you are better than anyone else, I swear i'm going to explode.
And it's not just one bloody person, it's a whole slew of them and FUCKING FUCKING HELL
But this has got to stop. I can't stand this anymore. I can't.
I don't get like this, this angry, to the point where I feel destructive. And I do. Get some fucking modesty. You, like everyone, are no better than anyone else.
I'm tired of not being able to stay out past five on weekdays, having parents look over my shoulder constently, people acting like they are So Much Better Than You.
Fucking hell. I hate being this angry, and using so much bloody language. But right now, I can't stand to think about any of the self-rightous, let alone look at them.
-me-
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