you know what?
FUCK YOU!
i fucking hate you, apartment. so fucking much i can’t fucking wait until march rolls around so i can get the ever-livin’ fuck the fuck OUT OF HERE!!!
god i hate it here. fuck you, apartment!
sincerely,
me
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you know what?
FUCK YOU!
i fucking hate you, apartment. so fucking much i can’t fucking wait until march rolls around so i can get the ever-livin’ fuck the fuck OUT OF HERE!!!
god i hate it here. fuck you, apartment!
sincerely,
me
i’m in one hell of a fucking bad mood. and i don’t even know why right now. it’s just…fucking BAD. like, seriously fucking in one big-ass, all-out, fucking bad mood. and i haven’t even made it to work yet!
shit.
i fucking HATE the fat one like you wouldn’t believe. seriously, fucking wish he would choke on his own gobs of disgusting, smelly, ugly fat and just fucking die!
not only does our whole house reek of piss cuz he won’t stop fucking PISSING on everything, but he fucking barfed on my shoe!!! today. FUCK HIM! I FUCKING HATE HIM!
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fuck.
there are precious few things in this world — at this moment — that i hate more than my apartment.
it’s totally the perfect way to ruin a great evening.
i fucking can’t wait till i leave here.
i don’t want children. i’ve never wanted children, and i do not forsee any set of circumstances in which i will be insane enough to desire offspring. people don’t understand this, they don’t relate, and they criticize left and right. i dislike people for many of these reasons — though there are plenty of others that come into play, certainly.
it’s ridiculous how something so personal and private can be open to public ridicule & scrutiny. do people even realize how insanely overpopulated the world is? do they? i should be left alone for not wanting to contribute to the general overpopulation, for christ’s sake. or at least not badgered. besides, what the fuck does it matter to basically casual acquaintances whether or not i want another creature to feed off of my innards for damn near a year and then burst free in an exceptionally violent & bloody manner before feeding off of the rest of my resources for life? seriously…how is that anyone’s business?
i fucking HATE my apartment.
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you know what? FUCK YOU! i fucking hate you, apartment. so fucking much i can’t fucking wait until march rolls around so i can get the ever-livin’ fuck the fuck OUT OF HERE!!! god i hate it here. fuck you, apartment! sincerely, me
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i’m in one hell of a fucking bad mood. and i don’t even know why right now. it’s just…fucking BAD. like, seriously fucking in one big-ass, all-out, fucking bad mood. and i haven’t even made it to work yet! shit.
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RAGE!!! i fucking HATE the fat one like you wouldn’t believe. seriously, fucking wish he would choke on his own gobs of disgusting, smelly, ugly fat and just fucking die! not only does our whole house reek of piss cuz he won’t stop fucking PISSING on everything, but he fucking barfed on my shoe!!! today. […]
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there are precious few things in this world — at this moment — that i hate more than my apartment. it’s totally the perfect way to ruin a great evening. i fucking can’t wait till i leave here.
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i don’t want children. i’ve never wanted children, and i do not forsee any set of circumstances in which i will be insane enough to desire offspring. people don’t understand this, they don’t relate, and they criticize left and right. i dislike people for many of these reasons — though there are plenty of others […]
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i fucking HATE my apartment. hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate […]
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