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| Story of My Life | |
| 16/4/2009 - 09:41:34 - 1 comments - By | |
| Well I'm sorry, I'm so sorry for being so utterly depressed and lonely that I can't pull myself out of bed to perform all the menial and ultimately pointless tasks to please you while your away. While your out across the country celebrating your 18th with all your friends, making memories, I'll be waiting at home cleaning for you shall I? I'll just make everything perfect for your return.
I'm sad to see that you've surrendered to the typical mindset of humanity, everything must be done right and by the unwritten book of everyday chivalry. It's just not right to be awake all night and asleep all day, it just isn't because it isn't. It isn't right apparently to feel sad, I should just harden the fuck up and persist with doing all the laborious, pointless and monotonous work that all humans must do in order to be good blokes and worthy women. Anyone who doesn't conform is a faggot. Your little trick of getting in quick and doing all the labor and then laying the guilt on me for not doing my share is just fucking abhorrent, I despise the very action and I despise you for having the audacity to pose this as a serious judgment on me. Its like you do this simply to gain the upper hand and try to dominate me with guilt to try and force me to do whatever pleases you. If you had any idea of fairness you would simply ask for help cleaning or at least confront me and ask that I clean up my mess. This is a trait you leaned from your mother, the very trait that made me so bitter about and repulsed by everything human. I've been waiting for my whole life for someone to confront me with why I'm so uncooperative in household chores, so disconnected from other people and so reclusive. I simply want to give my answer and get some kind of understanding from someone. Nothing I do can change anything and as long as I interact with any person I will find things that repulse me, It's always been my dream to live alone and survive by myself somehow. No one is interested in my problems, no one cares about my interests and no one wants to see me again. |
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