For Fucking Serious?

So, I’m lying here in bed watching the movie “Bridesmaids” which is fucking hilarious by the way; I was dying four minutes into the flick. Well I let the credits play through ‘cause it was an interesting ending song so I decide to do my normal “brain-dead” internet thing. Go on Facebook. As I sit here, reading through all my friends’ stories, which I can see if any of my friends comment on, (annoying by the way!) and I’m gradually getting more and more ticked off. Shit pisses me off, man. I see a stupid comment and I want to say something, like “shut the fuck up, your hair is DYED blond, bitch”. But I don’t, because I don’t want to start “drama”. But man, fuck that shit. It’s not drama if it’s true. People piss me off to no avail. Women. Psshh. Are you fucking serious bitch? You all fucking sell yourselves out for a god damn compliment. And MEN. God. PATHETIC. You make fucking sport out of getting women to sell themselves out like that. You’re all fucking stupid. There’s no one left on this stupid fucking planet that’s real.

Seriously. I’m sick of making new friends. They fuck me over. Every time. I’m sick of trying. I’m sick of meeting these cool people and being like “yeah they’re cool, maybe I’ll open up to them” only to be tossed the fuck aside for a fucking guy. What the fuck? Who the fuck DOES that?! Fuck man. Fuck that shit.
I used to have such a passion for people. I gave everyone a second chance. I was that person who was there. And then… It took me one minute to fall in love with the 6 people I shared my living space with who took 8 months to falsely lure me into a lull of confidence in their returned love which was snatched away from me in the course of a five minute conversation of how I’d cleaned out the fridge and it’s taken me 2 years to be able to write about it because it still burns deep down. You’re all cunts and I hope I get the chance to tell it to your faces one day.