fuck the haters

I must say,

in a few words,

that I am over,

the scene here.

I am sick and tired, my lovely bloggers,

Of polydrama that should have ended months and months ago,
of POLICE holding tazer guns to a handsup seated guy on the street,
Of said seated guy attacking women and myself and magoo,
of friendly faces that I never will connect really with,
(because of above dramas)
Of drinking a big beer to feel better in the moment,
of shitty bands,
Of hot dogs,
of my fake veganism,
Of smoking pall Malls,
of having crushes that make me feel insecure,
(since when did having a crush make you feel shitty anyway)
Of dead celebrities,
of eamonn making magoo lose her workpants,
Of working in general,
of PROFESSIONALISM,
Of the four generations (fake) of that said thing,
of myself making a list of ofs.


love, toast