FFS. Cba~~
I'm really fucking pissed off. There I am, enjoying a nice chat in the Kumby Chatango, and Maicher starts fucking concerning himself with my life. For fuck sakes! Yesterday I was talking with a couple of friends there, and mentioned I was stressed. Then this dick and one other start going omg omg omg rei is sressed, rei y u stressd??!11! u nedd help, 1800-lifeline (or some other shit) and so forth.
And there's me thinking... wth? THEN they start going on about me getting a job in the adult business. Yeah, I can take a joke. But when it goes overboard... when people start talking for me... when it goes beyond funny and becomes just plain fucking annoying...
å03å¨wohnå09g'3toöwrlFUCKTARDS.
And again, today, Maicher started going on how I need help and how he's gonna help me even if it kills me, he just wants me to live happily, and I just... fuck, I got so sick of it. MY FUCKING LIFE. Does NOT concern you, him, that one there, her, them, those, God, Satan, Santa, or the fucking senile granny living with her fucking cats.
MY LIFE. Fuck.
/vent over.
"hitting the walls uselessly, leaving everything unsaid"
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