stupid girls
really?
i hate stupid girls. i hate girls who lie and cheat and whine--the ones with aggressive tendencies who think they can bully and bullshit everyone they come across because they have a vagina. i hate the self inflated artist hippy chicks who think they are so esoterically elevated that everyone else walking around is just unable to comprehend their slip stream gossamer thought process.
i hate stupid girls who pretend to be smart; the ones who speak in text & text while doing EVERYTHING. hates them we does. i can't stand snotty little twig girls parading through the mall talking too loud and jostling everyone. i want to throw marbles under their prada shoes and watch as the too thin over tanned stick legs twist and shatter.
i really am on a rage rail here. i hate their stupid laughter--the raucous cawing and hoots--the lack of simple consideration for the people around them; HEY ! THERE IS AN ECHO IN HERE SO PIPE DOWN!
youth and 'beauty' are not license for ill-mannered behavior. wealth does not confer exalted status; to anyone--ever. i really just don't like most girls. so it's ever so funny whenever some guy tries to tell me he thinks i'm maybe a closet lesbian; hey--dude--just because i'm not into you doesn't give you free rein to try a little psychobabble vivisection. in short--well--fuck you.
and it's not enough to say 'fuck you' anymore. i feel the need to really shred and demolish people that piss me off. i do. and i don't do it. i keep my mouth shut--and i talk to my shrink. who laughs at me--because i'm funny even when i'm mad--it's that wittiness--even when i'm in shitstorms of emotional pain--i'm still witty.
and damn it all--with this cropped hair--i'm inevitably cute. and--well-- i elicit laughter.
doc feels bad--but--well--i really only need to vent--i know this.
it's cathartic--and once the poison is out--i'm okay--and all in all ; i guess it is pretty cool that a little joy can grow out of my pain.
okay. i feel better now.
told you not to read it.