People suck.

I hate people. People are crazy. If you expect me to like you, I expect you to be a good person, this means:

1) You don't feed or instigate constant drama.

Seriously, what the fuck is going on in your head that benefits from ensuring that you do your damn hardest to act like a high schooler, are people that fucked up in the head that they think this helps?

2) You realize that other people have shit going on too, you're not the only person.

Just because I move on and don't let shit build up (or try to) and I put on a happy fast, fun and friendly face doesn't mean your shit is worse than mine. I have plenty of fucked up stuff going on, I just don't feel the need to broadcast it or mope about.

3) You're not an uptight prude.

The word "fuck" will not hurt you, I promise. It is, in fact, more versatile than your face. Topics that are not squeaky-clean will also not hurt you.


IN CONCLUSION. You know what? Fuck you, I think the Aspergians are the normal ones and the rest of you fuckers are loons. We don't pick up on social cues because shit should be BLACK AND WHITE AND CLEAR AS DAY, would make life a lot easier.


I recommend a Blended Raspberry Mocha Chai this week.