I'm becoming, once more, a cynical old bitter bat. I hate everything that everyone's doing except for my very closest friends. it's not that i have a jaded misunderstanding about people and make instant assumptions about everyone, its that not a single person out of this group of FOUR have even remotely met my level of expectation for what a human should be. people don't think, they don't try, they only want things for themselves. they wring their hands and gnash their teeth and look for ways to trample everyone else and fuck them over in various ways. i see it fucking everywhere. only the social rejects, the weird girls, the angry guys, the cross dressers, the social-skills lacking retards-- the people who are "backwards" in the eyes of society--seem to have any stable form of conscious thought, even though mommy culture and daddy government would have you think differently.
people are all broken. they make me sick, they're fucking disgusting. toiling in the mud, they refuse to hear anything i tell them. every day i tell them all the ways the world is fucking them over, and yet they don't care. it's expected. there's no way to escape. it's a man fuck man world, where nobody needs bother with not living in filth.
as a dear friend of mine says "it's easy to find dirty people, but i'm having a hell of a time finding the other type."
people are all broken. they make me sick, they're fucking disgusting. toiling in the mud, they refuse to hear anything i tell them. every day i tell them all the ways the world is fucking them over, and yet they don't care. it's expected. there's no way to escape. it's a man fuck man world, where nobody needs bother with not living in filth.
as a dear friend of mine says "it's easy to find dirty people, but i'm having a hell of a time finding the other type."