Listening to: What Goes Around/...Comes Around - Justin Timberlake
Fuck you Google, I just wanted to look up fucking literary ages.
Fuck you English, because now I'm not going to get the fucking book that I wanted, fuck you for having a no duplicating rule.
Fuck you homework, for being shitty and pointless, as per usual.
Fuck you school, for being extra shitty, extra pointless, moreso than usual.
Fuck you society, fuck you so goddamned hard for making me hate myself.
Fuck you clothes, I hate you for making me want to be a size zero.
Fuck you Grandma, where the fuck do you get off running away without telling anyone anyways? You could be fucking dead, and I wouldn't know.
Fuck you mom, for being a self righteous pretensious bitch, and trying to turn me against dad.
Fuck you dad, for being a stupid self centered bastard with no sense of time for making me in the middle of all this.
Fuck you world, for ripping off my fucking rose coloured glasses when I was seven years old.
Fuck you classmates, for you and your stupid cliques.
Fuck you ex-boyfriends, you're worth shit to me now.
Fuck the word cute, I'm not fucking cute, so stop fucking calling me cute.
Fuck you divorces, I wish you were fucking illegal.
Just fuck all of you.