Ultimately, we're all human.
Saturday, December 05, 2009
I love this picture (leftarrow 3).
I'm just tired of every single thing. Obnoxious and f'ing unreasonable people, inanimate objects that get in my way of daily activities. What the hell is your problem man? You hate those ghetto people and yet you're acting like one? Don't you see the f'in
irony here? I don't understand people like you. Why should I bow down to your every command? Tell me why? So what if it's your favorite. Can't you spare a thought for others who want a taste of it?
Bitch.
Moving on now. So, I want to work. But obviously my mother doesn't like the idea of that. I don't want to become a part time librarian. Why should I? That library is full of older people that I obviously don't click well with. What the hell. I sound like a brat but why the hell do you care. I'm freaking pissed.and hurt.
Sometimes, just sometimes. I wished everything would go well for once. Everyone genuinely happy and not secretly hidding their resentment, sadness or fear. Everyone understanding, not selfishly concerned. But what the hell. It's just wishful thinking, the thing I do too much that I have to stop, no one will every be genuinely happy for once. The kind of thing can't be found in this world. Corruption, greed and endless oceans of lies. I guess, that's how some seek perfection. Everyone seeks that because ultimately..
We're all human.