October 2nd, 2008


Fuck you

OK people, listen up.

I am not your busboy. I am not your bitch. I may be a bitch, but I am certainly not yours. I don't give a fuck about who you know, or who you've met.

I am not your mother. I am not your maid. Do not hand me your shit to throw out for you when I get up. I do not wipe other people's asses. I won't wipe the snot off your face, either, so don't ask.
I do things because I know that you'll owe me in the future. Not because I want to be nice.

I don't mind making you laugh, but don't expect me to be always bubbly. I'm not an airhead, unlike you. I'm not as dumb as you think I am, so don't you dare try to put me down. I know I am way fucking better than you ever will be. At mostly everything. And I don't even have to fucking try. Stick that down your throat and choke on it.

Really, please do.

You all think you're all that and more. Let me tell you, you're not. Sorry to break it to you, sweethearts. You can't compete.

So fuck you, you fucking pieces of shit.