You know what grinds my gears? (Aside from young parents who don't know wtf they're doing with children and dumb drivers to don't understand that the speed limit is really just a suggestion)
People who stride in and out of my life whenever the fuck it suits them. Now, it's not like I'm expecting everyone to set up shop and start paying rent in my metaphorical life-apartments, but I do hope at some capacity that some would be considerate enough to establish some kind of, I don't know, schedule or some shit. Some relationships are fine with me hearing from the person maybe a grand total of five times a year (Shay and I have been managing our friendships just fine). Others, I expect to be a little more frequent (such as the relationships I have with, you know, the people I live with) and some go a little in between (read: high school acquaintances, people from your mother's church group, etc...)
...But then there are some fuckers...like, really egomaniacal fuckers who know damn well what they're doing, who literally come and fucking go whenever they want to. Fuckers who use and who take and generally have no real, sincere intentions of building on whatever relationship you have with them whenever they see you. Like fuckers who come around throwing money, time, and themselves on you hoping to get a quick blowjob or who pop up whenever they want you around as generally eye candy for their parties ... and then conveniently get real fucking busy soon afterwards.
Those fuckers, those users, those bitches (I mean this in the androgynous fashion) grind my muddafuggin' gears.
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
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