You know what?

I just don’t fucking care anymore.  I mean, c’mon.  I’m constantly disappointing Lexy because I don’t feel like doing things she wants me to do.  I mean, I practically do whatever the fuck she wants (and she for me), but as soon as I decide there is one thing that I don’t feel like doing, she gets mad at me.  So, I still love the shit out of her, but I’m just not going to care about getting her upset anymore.  Hell, apparently I all of my fucking friends like to fuck each other over.  Steve and Lacey got drunk and did something that made Dawn mad at Adam’s party.  I’ve notice a lot of people in my life like to talk shit about other people they and I know.  It just makes me think about what people are saying about me behind my back.  I don’t know what it is, but I can just sense that there are people talking about me.  It makes me way the fuck paranoid.  I’m so damn tired of worrying about how other people feel when most everyone else fails to extend me the same courtesy.  Well, I’ve made my statement.  I’m fucking done.

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