Sunday Feb. 22 0215 hoursI'm so fucking mad at everybody I know right now that I just can't wait to graduate and write them all off my list. L. can go suck the entire western hemisphere and B. can have the east. C. and her harem can collectively shove the entire universe up their butts. L. bugs me to no end, she's the most thoughtless, stupid, mindless, hedonistic sow I've ever come across in my born days, and if B. tries that mysterious woman trick with me one more time she'll lose 1/2 of her friends--me.
Taking other people's feelings lightly is sin number one in my book and I've really had enough. Thinking about my so-called friends makes me sick and that's all I have to say. Get screwed, all of you.
Why couldn't I have been born without a mind of my own like everyone else seems to have been? It'd make life a hell of a lot easier.