rosemary's baby part II.

I'm probably going to regret posting this, but whatever:
"I fucking apologize that my life isn't sweet and perfect, and that I HAVE real problems. Sorry that I'm comfortable with admitting that I'm NOT comfortable being surrounded by people who's idea of a good time is getting drunk, smoking, and being sloppily drunk. Man, I'm so sorry that I can't be [bleep] and/or pretty, have the perfect [bleep], and have many many adoring fans. Sorry that I never have money to do shit because my dad openly admitted he hates me and now I live in a SINGLE-INCOME household. Sorry that my mom's been working for 30 years at the same company and that we still barely make ends meet.

Sorry that I don't LIKE being fake. If I don't fucking like someone, sorry that I don't see it as a necessity to pretend I do."

Damnnnnn, that needed to get off my chest.
It burns my britches when people catch a 'tude' with me, when I really haven't done anything.
I was friendly.
I wasn't even ANGRY at the time.
But, tis whatever, I guess.

[deep sigh]