Where you can't really sleep. Where you wake up grinding your teeth, feeling pissed off before you can even remember what's bothering you.
And I'm awake at six a.m. Where the only sound is my typing and the gentle hum of a gerbil wheel.
And God knows, I've been waiting for this day to come for the past ten. Because being thrust with someone all the time drives me to hysterics.
Because I can't believe how selfish and rude people can be. And as time goes I realize that the more you respect, the worse you're treated. And the worse you treat people, the more they respect you.
And I'm my own personal psychologist now, but I can barely speak with how broken my voice is. And this, my dear friends, is my repressed self physically expressing my psychological temporary inability of speech. Inability is not the right word. Maybe censorship is more like it. Because if I were to speak what's on my mind, somebody would commit suicide, I'm that hateful right now.
And I think I'm more angry at myself than I am at anybody else. For letting this bitch invite herself and disrupt my routine for the part days. For treating her nicely only to have her 'obliviously' act selfishly back.
Because when you're offering free lodging and all that comes with it, you don't expect you friend to prance around in her towel, wet, in front of your brothers, just after her shower. Neither do you expect her to act all offended when you draw her attention on this.
Because when you've made such an effort to be hospitable, you don't expect to get no gratitude in return. To spend more money than this bitch does on her holiday. To drag her out and about even when you're dead tired and be totally unappreciated.
And right now, I want to believe in karma more than any other time in my life.
Because girls suck ass. I keep being surprised by the extent of their bitchiness.
Men are much more genuine than women. That is why I heart and understand gays so much.
I bet if a guy friend would have come over, this would have been a blast.
And my point is. Be bitchy. Be crude and speak your mind.
I bet nobody would think of using you in any way, then.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
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