Seriously. Fucking can it. I am sooo tired of people complaining about shit that in all due reality isn’t that bad. For real. Shut the hell up before I rip your head off and let it scab. Your life isn’t that bad. Hell, my life isn’t that bad and you have half of my problems. SHUT UP.
Bitch Bitch Bitch.
If your biggest problem is not having enough money to go to the bar. SHUT UP.
If your biggest problem is not being able to do what you want RIGHT NOW. SHUT UP.
If your biggest decision you have to make is whether or not to have the marshmallow cereal, I’m going to fucking strangle you. SHUT UP.
Seriously. I don’t mind people complaining, but seriously, if you have a fucking issue, do something to fix it. If it’s not fixable, like something is happening in the near future instead of today, shut the fuck up and deal with it. Just remember, when you’re telling me about how you only had enough money to buy one pair of jeans, I have hamburger buns and peanut butter in my fridge. When you’re telling me how much you hate my town, just remember I have lived here my entire life, endured every hell hole in it and I still love it. SHUT THE FUCK UP.
Basically what it comes down to is that people bitch about minuscule things wayyy to much. Oh well, you spent all your fucking money going out, at least you have a pay check. My entire paycheck goes to babysitters, and I’m still grateful I have a job. STOP WHINING.
I guess in all due reality I wish I had all of these stupid ass problems instead of figuring out how I’m going to afford to go to work. Whether school is a financial option anymore. Eat shit. Stop your bitching. Fix it. If my ass is surviving you can too. Forget the stupid shit and work on life. Be grateful for what you have. I have to wake up and remind myself to do it every day. If I can put on my stupid ass fake smile and keep it moving every single day, you can too.
I feel like Dennis Leary. “SHUT THE FUCK UP! Next.”