With the New Year here, I’ve decided there are going to be some changes made. Don’t worry, fair Stalkers, I’ll still be here trying my damnedest to keep you all entertained with this and my naughty fiction. No, the changes I’m talking about are ones long overdue for my life. It’s time to clean out the phone book again.
Certain people have made the grave mistake of taking me for granted. No, sorry, I am not available to you twenty-four seven. No, you may not assume that because I’ve done something a hundred times that I will be going for one hundred and one. You have two feet. Stand on them. This might seem cold, but I don’t really give a fuck. Everyone had issues. But not all of us feel the need to lay our shit on someone else’s lap. I am willing to help patch the holes, not captain the sinking ship while the one in the middle of the shit storm wines in the corner unwilling to move even an inch towards helping themselves. Fuck you.
Uh oh, my evil is showing.
Flakes piss me off, too. You know the type. Let’s do this thing at this place at this time. And then they cancel. Last minute. Or worst, during the time the thing at the place was meant to be. Really? Your life is so filled with stuff that a quick message was out of the question. Have some goddamned respect for people other than you. Fuck you.
Seem a bit mean? Good. My skin piercing point is being made.
Is it really that hard to be a decent human being? If it is, than get the hell out of here. From here on out, I demand nothing but respect and consideration from the people I allow around me. I’m worth it and I want it. And I’m not stopping there…
Those no good phonies who talk all that shit behind your back? Fuck ‘em. Those jackasses that steal to support their own fucked up shit? Fuck ‘em. The losers who cost you the things and people that actually do you good? Double fuck ‘em.
Where is all this angry coming from? Is this your first time here? Most people are not worth the effort to say hello to. And those people are on the way out, is not all ready tossed out for good. So a little warning: those unlucky enough to be on the outs, good luck worming your way back in. Those all ready trying to get back on my good side, its only fair to tell you your chances are slim to none. The ones who’ve made the mistake of slithering onto my bad side but haven’t been told to fuck off, here’s your good bye.
Not to fear, the few actually good people. I’m not lashing out at you; mutual respect is a great thing, no? Why don’t more people realize that? It’s such a simple lesson. But the hardest around for the self-centered egotists who live in some fantasy world where they honestly believe they will not end up alone.
Well, consider me the first of many to say fuck you. You should get used to hearing that. I’m sure you’ll be hearing it a lot. I’m a trendsetter, don’t you know.
Viva la New Year’s Revolution!