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Oh my God, no! I don't care! Cut the weird weird flirting and stop following me around!

I'm happy with my sexuality.
I'm not happy with your world.

Today I worked for 19 hours. I saw my wife for 1 hour and she was asleep for 45 minutes of it.

I work these jobs so I can afford to spend time with her. I work so hard at these jobs that I have no time to see her.

Fuck this world.

No. I do not want your food. I do not want this stuff, this world, inside me. No.

Seriously. If I don't want a drink I don't want a drink. Back off before my hungover ass vomits in your fishbowl. And no. You can't take bodyshots off me. Who asks their barman that?!

Aand back to work. <3 having free internet in breaks.

You threw away my bread you asshole! I hate Matzos - there, I said it! And I notice you're still ok with being gay even though you're fasting and cleaning and burning my fucking bread. What?!

Yo ass-hat, quit tapping your fingers on the bookshelf. I'm not going to get off the computer any quicker because you're being obnoxious. Also, I am waiting for an essay to load on Jstor, I'm not just fannying around. So fuck off and be a twat elsewhere.

I don't give a flying weasel testicle about your little PhD interviews, ya know why? Because I've already got my place. So fuck you and your preppy little attempts at being witty and intelligent. Yes, you work hard but staying in the library the longest is a game I'm not playing and also - doesn't m...

Thanks NTY

Can someone delete/otherwise bin mine please? It's on the first page at the moment.

Thanks.

If anyone bothers to read other people's rants and riots, I warn you now: This is about to sound really pathetic. And it is. :tongue: But better say it here than anywhere else... I read most of them. And it's not pathetic - it drives me batty when people do that >< _____ For the love of God cat! I ...

I can't, I can't. I can't do it. It's too much now.

LEARN TO SPELL!

For God's sake it's not that fucking hard, just make an effort!

Fuck off! Fuck off with your notes! Fuck them! I don't have a cat! Ginger or otherwise, there are no cats in this building you mad old bitch!

I can't food today. It's just not possible.

I don't want to go. I don't want to go. I don't want to go. You can't make me.

ARGH Just liquidate the fucking bank already! It's melted anyway, just liquidate it and give me my piss-poor little return on the money I had.

I reckon I singlehandedly keep Marc Jacobs in the money