Wednesday, February 16, 2011

I Have a Bone to Pick With You

Yes, you who speaks their mind and cares not of the feelings of others. Cares not that you hurt people, make them despise you, want to punch them in the face. If you opened your mind and listened without such bias when people spoke, I might not dislike you so much.
You.
Need to gain some social maturity and duct tape.

And You as well, who talks only of themselves even when things on my end are horrible and you know this fact. When all you talk of is yourself, how bad your day was, how your parents yell at you all the time. Nobody cares anymore. You're almost twenty-eight for God sake and you remind me of my sister when she was five.
You.
Need to move out of the house and get a life.

And you as well, Night Angel, you need to learn when to stand up for yourself in real life. Nobody cares about what you say online anymore because they think they're big and strong. Stand up for yourself, you shouldn't have to stand for being called such wretched names.
You.
Need a hug.

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