Why do these stupid, insecure bitches keep re-surfacing in my life?
It's like...the same type of woman always finds a way to weasel her way into my life.
When one graduates the college I attended, I breathe a sigh of relief. But then ANOTHER ONE moseys on into the college and into my life.
When I graduate, I think I'm free.
But no, I move to a city where a new one is almost waiting for me, just waiting to suck my soul right up into her big needy orifice. OoOoo graphic.
They're always the same: big. bitter. dramatic. desperately trying to appear cooler than they are. eager to show everyone how superior they are.
Boooooooooooooooo.
Dear Debbie Downers: get the FUCK out of my way. I'm SORRY. I'm genuinely sorry you need to put others down to make yourself feel better. FIND A NEW HOBBY. Like, get laid. And if you are getting laid, why the FUCK are you still unhappy?! Waa. Waa. Who knows. But somebody needs to help these particular ladies find themselves. So they can stop pooping on my party every time I am forced to be in their magnificent presence because we unfortunately accumulated mutual friends.
WOW. I have had way too much coffee for my own good and needed to FINALLY get that off my chest. It's been festering in this small part of me since grade school. BLECHK.
I wash my hands of this.
On to better things:
Here's a pretty picture of the treezy at Bryant Park:
with love,
k.
