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WHY WHY WHY??!!?!?!?!
What the fuck? Does no one have comon sense any more??? Who am I to talk, but I mean, COME ON. I played the risk in an appartment complex before, but it was MY LIFE I was fucking with, not someone else's.
I mean where do you get off inviting another person in to pay for a room, and not mentioning that their might be potential problems??
WHO THE FUCK IS SHE TO OWN A PET?? She is too busy trying to make her career work so she can live in a life style that she can compare to the Television Show the OC, which is fucking filmed in Hawaii, cause the OC's weather isn't good enough. Which has to say something right there..
She cares more about appearances than living beings, she hits her dog everytime it touches her designer cloths, which is all of them. That poor dog wants nothing more than to just be loved and held, and petted. She wont let it out of her room, she wont let it on the bed. She lets it yelp outside her door while she gets her holes filled by what ever Designer Trash she can drag in that might be pulling in 6 figures. Its smell offends her so she sprays it with Febreez. She should wear a fucking sign: I AM YOUR SPERM DUMPSTER IF YOU MAKE 6 FIGURES.
Who am I to judge? I am no one, I don't have the right, but the best part of life is that THERE ARE NO RULES. Only the rules you chose to live by, if you don't like em change em. I enjoy judging people, not even because it makes me feel better about me, but because I feel like someone should, and fuck it, thats good enough for me.
I don't think she has any clue how to be geniune, and she certainly can't hold a conversation with me for more than 2mins. Me, "How was Vegas?" Her, "It was too much" Me, "Did you have fun?" Her "Well it was too long" Me, "So anything new?" Her, "Oh we might have to move cause of my dog." Me, "What?" her, "Yeah, sucks. I Hate this place though, its too run down, If they make us move I am just going to find somewhere else." Me, "Well, I guess I will go too, cause this place is a bit to exspensive for me." Her, "Shpish, yeah it is. We both can't leave, cause then we will have to pay an extra months rent." Me, "Oh" Her, "Night"
Wow.
Times like this, I wish I owned a gun and thought Necrophilia was cool. Graphic? Well this is a journal.
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