put me out of my misery

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rn, I am at the beach club.

I wanna cry.

okay, first let me give you a basic understanding of what the beach club is.

imagine this: a country club full of privileged white people.

okay, now take the 'country' out and insert 'beach.'

there's even little areas you can sit down in so you can go on the beach.

I'm in an area where we have neighbors. it's kind of like apartments but much much smaller.

it's guest day. people could bring guests for free.

the straight white college people next door of us have summoned more of their kind and are currently exploiting their ratchet ass music out to the whole club.

I

can

feel

my area

shaking.

before they came over here, some of them left their fancy pina coladas or whatever they are called unattended. I almost knocked one over with a ball. I really wished I knocked their drinks over with a ball now.

I don't even know the songs they are playing

are these the songs of their people?

they should consider whatever they blast out, I can blast out back.

BMTH

OM&M

PTV

SWS

I may even put on some other demonic satanic screamo music just for the hell of it.

Fuck off.

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