Posts tagged "RAGE"

Thanks.

Thanks for everyone wishing me a happy birthday on facebook.

Thanks for the good friends wishing me so on the phone.

Thanks universe for making me work all day on birthday.

Thanks weather for being terrible, the ten blocks to and from the event I had to cover on H Street (which was, admittedly, great).

Thanks man for breaking my heart about a week before my birthday.

Thanks people who forgot, people who I love and go out of my way for.

Thanks bitchiness  and past mistakes for ensuring I have very few friends.

Thanks acute clinical depression, for making me feel so awful.

Thanks Jade for being an awesome anti-depressant.

Thanks womanhood for making me feel even more awful.

Thanks okcupid for being a completely miserable distraction, because all the people I’m attracted to I know are not attracted to me.

Thanks broken promises, for leaving me here, in bed, at 12 in the afternoon on a Friday.

Thanks money, for consistently rearing your ugly head at every given moment, because independence isn’t free.

Thanks, from the bottom of my heart, thanks.


So angry

Disillusioned, furious, incredulous. All of the rage. 

I walked down Rockville Pike because of my anger. Then walked back to the metro station cause I needed to add more money from my credit card onto my Smartrip card (COMPLICATIONS, GASP).

And I wanted to avoid and hide cause otherwise I would have let all hell break lose, and a man’s testicles may be shoved up his sorry narcissistic cunt.

LIKE AS IF I GO TO JAZZ SHOWS JUST TO FUCKING RUN INTO YOU. IT’S LIKE YOU’RE FUCKING EVERYWHERE, EVEN WHEN I DON’T EXPECT TO SEE YOU. 

I WENT TO THIS THING TONIGHT LATE, HOPING TO AVOID HIS ASS AND LISTEN TO SOME AWESOME MUSIC THAT I’M LEARNING MORE ABOUT EVERY TIME I GO TO SHOWS (HENCE MY FUCKING INTEREST IN GOING TO THIS FUCKING THING IN THE FIRST PLACE).

I AM A GROWN ASS WOMAN. I GO TO PLACES WHERE I DAMN WELL WANT TO GO. AND I MAY BE A PASSIONATE PERSON, BUT I AM NOT A FUCKING SAP. I DON’T FOLLOW PEOPLE AROUND LIKE A DIPSHIT.

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FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU.

What the fuck are people thinking anymore?


GRRRRRRRRRRR…

  1. JADE GOT INTO THE TRASH WHILE I WENT TO CVS. TOOK ME ABOUT 6, MAYBE 7 MINUTES, AND I HAD FED HER BEFORE HAND. And I know NO ONE will PROPERLY DISCIPLINE HER other than ME. But this discipline won’t be reinforced, therefore it would be completely pointless.
  2. Some people keep stealing my intellectual property, musings, and hobbies. I’m not blind, I’m not self involved, and I fucking hate these people so much.
  3. I’m sick of this couples love fest happening in my house. It’s nice to have it empty tonight so I can rage as hard as possible.
  4. GRATUITOUS MONEY PROBLEMS
  5. Yahta yahta yahta

Dear world of people, the ones that know me/hang out with me from time to time,

STOP. DITCHING. ME.

ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU KNOW I’M IN THE GUTTERS, TRYING TO CLAW MY WAY OUT, YET HAVE SET ASIDE VALUABLE TIME FOR YOU.


It’s absolutely, ugh. I feel like a bitch saying this, cause yes we all have lives and we all have people we want to see, things we want to do, places we want to go.

But mother of god, stop doing this to me. Two people have bailed on me in a matter of hours. One I made plans with about a week ago, one who said they’d be free if I ended up being free, confirmed they were going to be free, then just now was like ‘FOUND SOMETHING ELSE FUNNER TO DO LATER BITCH’.

It always seems to be fucking ME.

Motherfucker, I want to get drunk on a dime now. 

(proceeds to DC9…NOT LIKE ANY OF YOU WILL JOIN ME. FUCKERS.)

At least I can do this interview I’ve been trying for weeks to arrange, work, then OH YEAH NOTHING TOMORROW NIGHT.

-_-