Wednesday, June 9, 2010
The kids are all fucked up.
IT'S NOT MY FAULT.
STOP TAKING EVERYTHING OUT ON ME.
Good lord.
I can't fix everything the very second you need it.
Stop blowing up when I can't.
I don't do it to intentionally piss you off.
Sometimes I just CAN'T.
Good FUCKING lord.
I'm totally useless to you when I can't give you the world on a silver platter.
But when I can, I'm suddenly really important.
You're mad now, but the second I can get you what you want, I'll be #1 again.
It figures.
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