Just because you're not scared, doesn't mean I'm not.
I fucking hate it when people bust that shit out.
"well I did this thing"
LA DI FUCKING DA.
It still doesn't change how I feel about the scenario.
I'm still going to be scared.
No matter how many people put their damn heads in a lion's mouth.
I sure the fuck ain't doing that shit.
I also hate when people say they're going to do shit and don't.
And then when you call them on it, they guilt trip you.
Fuck you.
Seriously fuck you.
And why the fuck does my fucking house smell like rot, teenage boy sweat and pure garbage?
I cleaned the entire kitchen and living room a week ago.
And I ain't fucking doing it again.
I'm never even fucking here.
This all boils down to.
I need to get fucking laid.
My panties won't be in so much of a bunch.