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[_erroneous]

Moving out of Justinnnnnnnns tomorrow.

I just stand him anymore. As soon as I can't drop everything I'm doing and go run him somewhere or do him a favor I'm an ingrate piece of shit friend asshole spoonfed bitch etc etc.

The last time we got into an argument like this, I wouldn't loan him 60 bucks for a bag of weed.

Who's the asshole?

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[_erroneous]

An asshole obviously.

Justin, the guy who did my tattoos. I got back to the house at like 8:30 after a 45 minute phone conversation/argument and didn't leave until almost 11. As much of a motormouth as I am I maybe got 3 full sentences in. He was so fucking condescending and called me a child countless times, but then again I'm not the one asking for favors daily. He repeatedly asked me questions and then answered them before I had a chance to open my mouth, it was ridiculous. He says he doesn't need my money and all this shit but deep down I know he's freaking a little. He's a tattoo artist that hasn't had work in like 3 weeks and will find any excuse to not goto work or go find a job.

I'm the child right?

He needed me alot more than I needed him. He can go find his own weed, go fix his car without my help, go run errands with his non-running car, go buy his own groceries, find his own clientele for art; in short- fuck 'em.

narcissistic artists?

[chemicalpinkx]

why is it so many tattoo artists get their heads stuck up their asses?!

fuck 'em.

Re: narcissistic artists?

[_erroneous]

My uncle is a tattoo artist as well, and also a complete douche bag. He's on a high horse and all that but he's my uncle nonetheless. He's cool and everything, I think it's just because he's still trying to prove he's got "it" I guess... I don't want Justin to work on my arm anymore, I have the last sketch of Michelangelo on my phone so he could do it up.

Happy belated(?) birthday!