Me, putting up with this same person's bullshit every day: "Hey I don't really feel like interacting with you today, I'm tired and you've told/shown me all this before."
said asshole: "omg!1! so mean to me!! how can you not be interested in what I want to show you?? You're just like everyone else who hurts me!!1!"
I honestly don't give a shit about their feelings the same way I did a few years ago so I mean what they're saying is pretty much useless to me. Like wow, thanks, of all the fucking days that I put up with your bullshit and tell you that I'm not interested you decide to give me shit for it now?
Sure, go ahead. Have fun knocking yourself out my dude.
"you're just like your mother!"
of course I fucking am, who else came out of her stomach? (I technically can't say vagina since I got a c-section, making me technically 'removed' from the womb instead of birthed I guess)
And this is the same fucking person who wants to send me away from the city I'm more familiar with so I can 'build experience'
to Paris.
Bitch no, the only people who know me there are form the stone age, and just because I speak the language fluently doesn't mean I know everything about a city full of dog shit, cigarette butts and aggressive pigeons.
I honestly hate those people who think they're the victim in every situation, bitch the story's not all about you, so sit the fuck down.
I just don't even know what to call a home anymore with such a person around. I don't think I even have a true home of my own I guess, just this hot cubicle where I'm lumped with random people.
