After going out to look for food, the cat found her kittens tortured to death with gun shots.
For fuck’s sake, admitting your stupidity doesn’t exempt you from responsibility for it and saying sorry doesn’t automatically right wrongs.
There’s no difference between the lies and compliments. It’s all the same if everybody leaves eventually.
Everyone has a significant other that they can’t forget. For me, it was him. I wasn’t going to sit there and quote poetry, or even doodle his name in hearts on all my papers. I simply accepted that things could not be and moved on. But there is always a constant wonder in the back of my mind that wonders if he ever thinks of me the way I think of him.
You had me hanging on your last word, and I’m feeling a little less than trusting. You had me wishing we were something, but left me here with a whole lot of nothing.
Train Etiquette 101
You are not old, pregnant or disabled. Why the fuck are you sitting in the reserved seat, you fucking kumquat knobjob? The train is packed and three pregnant women get on. I give up my seat to one. A young boy across from me gives up his seat to another one. You just sit in the reserved seat like you’re fucking god of the train or something and play with your stupid psp gadget thing and look up and see the pregnant woman and quickly look down so you can pretend you’re so engrossed in your dumbfuck game. Fuck you. Karma’s a bitch and she’s coming for you.
We’re all happy that your toddler kid is taking her first steps. We really are. But for fuck’s sake, you dumbfuck! Is the whole fucking train station supposed to just stop and stare while your little girl takes painfully slow steps. It’s nine fucking thirty on a friday morning. We all have to get a move on. We don’t have time to take painfully slow steps behind you and your kid. I mean, she takes one step and falls and you pick her up and she takes another step and cries again. What the fuck. And you have the fucking audacity to turn around and stare at us when we tell you to excuse us and let us pass through. The most important thing in your life right now may be your kid but some of us actually have our own business to mind so forgive us if we do not share your zealous passion for your kid’s first steps.
Morning work crowd. Everyone’s angsty and rude and impatient and in a hurry. It’s morning madness. You tap your fake gucci handbag against the card reader but the light goes red and your card hasn’t been detected. You try again. Still fucking red. You tap again and again and again and still red. There’s a long queue behind you but you’re such a fucking lazy cunt that you refuse to just remove the damn card from your bag and smash it against the card reader.
Train etiquette bitches.
I’ve made mistakes in my life. I’ve let people take advantage of me, and I accepted way less than I deserve. But I’ve learned from my bad choices. There are some things I can never get back and some people who will never be sorry, I’ll know better next time and I won’t settle for anything less than I deserve.
Don’t tell me who I am; because unless I write all my thoughts down on a piece of paper and hand it to you, you don’t even know half my life.
Sometimes being at your lowest point can be the best thing that can happen to you. Because now you know, the only way you can go is up.
Have you ever heard a song from so long ago with so many memories tied to it that it made you cry? And didn’t you wish that you could go back in time when everything was simpler and carefree? Those are the songs that are the soundtracks of our lives. The ones that bring back our childhood, best friends, first love, first broken heart, and the memories.
How do people not curse? How is it possible? There are these gaps in speech where you just have to put a ‘fuck.’ I’ll tell you who the most admirable people in the world are: newscasters. If that was me, I’d go, “And the motherfuckers flew the fucking plane right into the Twin Towers.” How could you not, if you’re a human being? Maybe they’re not so admirable. Maybe they’re just robot zombies.
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