this is the deal:
i fucking rule and you fucking know it, now let me hit you with the proof.
you, my friend, are just jelllisss. it's like why i had to dump my ex best friend. i got my drivers license before him, i had a girlfriend before him, i got laid before he did, i got a job before he could find one, i moved out before--- wait he still lives at home. 25 and lives at home.... no wonder he can't stand my ass.
this is what i have come to believe... that really if i want something done, i can count on nobody but myself to make sure it's done right.
no. matter what.
there's very little that i say i am gonna do that i don't actually do. most of the time i don't even say shit about it, and it just gets done, and poof you don't know shit about it till it's happening. like when i hijack my friends and take them to run errands with me. they're all, "why are we pulling up in front of the bank?"...
surprise! i have shit to do, and now you get to wait in the car while i do it.
i can't stand the shit i'm writing. nothing lately has been writing i'd normally publish at all. but fuck censorship. when i'm sucking it up, hiding from the internet does me no good.
"just click publish, anti... shut the fuck up already..."
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