Sunday, February 25, 2001

Fuck prozac for not working
Fuck people who say, "snap out of it" 'cause they don't know shit and shouldn't give useless advice
Fuck those who say, "have you accepted Christ into your heart?" like it'll help
Fuck people who ast like they care to get what they want, if you don't care, say so
Fuck manipulators, although i am one
Fuck "aren't you clever..."
Fuck people who ask the person i'm with what's wrong with me
Fuck those who feel the need to baby-talk at me
Fuck over-achievers who give advice
Fuck doctors who base their knowledge on books and ignore what i'm saying
Fuck sincere little people who wanna help
Fuck those who "understand"
Fuck critics
Fuck distant/distancing friends
Fuck 'em all and so much more...
But then again, perhaps that would send the wrong message...
oh fuck me.

Mood: disappointed
Music: Miles Davis-Kind of Blue and Rancid-Out come the wolvies...

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