I hope God forgives me for this post.
I'm so ____ing tired.
Tired of your ____ and your "it's good for you" excuses.
Sometimes I think you hate me.
Well, surprise.
I hate you too.
Your jokes aren't funny anymore. I'm not a five-year-old.
You oppress me.
Who the ____ do you think you are?
That at every disgusting bark you let out I'd have to drop everything and come running?
Who.the.____.
You're lucky I was born in this age, or else I'd have killed you a long time ago and laughed over your cold, rotting corpse.
You think you're so great, don't you. So wonderful and reasonable, you say.
It's bull. You're pathetic. I can't stand you. You're pushing us to our limits, and you're blind to your own gaping flaws, instead taking the salt from the kitchen and pouring it into ours.
You think people like you? They're really just patronizing you so you don't give them any trouble. You think people respect you? It's a big, fat joke. You're appalling. Your ____ing self-centered, chauvinistic, retarded, childish antics.
I'm sick of it.
Bad news for you.
You're not GOD.
You can't control my every move. I'm not your ____ing slave, so live with it.
You keep telling us that you don't need us, that you can survive on your own.
That's BULL.
And they say that Global Warming is the fault of cattle with all the ____ that's coming our from your mouth.
Hardy har har.
You can't live without us.
You'd live on bread alone.
You don't know it, but you're turning me into another you.
A you who curses every ____ing night about some ____ or another, talking big dreams without getting any ____ing thing done.
But I'm different.
I don't want to become you.
I'm above that, above you.
You're SICK.
And I can't do anything about it and it's unfair.
I can't stand you i can't stand you I can't stand you.
And because I can't tell it to your ____ing face I have to resort to this stupid post.
If you ever read this, remember that it's your fault.
Every. Single. Thing.
