Nyc douchebags

I constantly try to convince myself that I don’t hate people. I water it down with “nah I don’t hate them, but they suck”.
But today I just want to say I hate you to a few people.

1. To The person who took me out on a date and didn’t tell me it was a date and kept on forcing kisses onto me. I fucking hate you.

2. To the racist asshole who kept on leaning his WHOLE ENTIRE BODY on the train pole refusing to move so that my nieces could hold on to the pole and not fall. I fucking HATE you.

3. To that dick cheese who grabbed my fucking wrist In an attempt to get my attention, then cursed me out because I said no thank you. I fucking haaaaaaaaate your entire gutssssssss. I hate you.

4. To my childhood “friend” who would always talk shit about me and made up the rumor of my very amazing father being a child molester. I can’t even begin to explain to you how much I fucking hate you. You make my weave itch. And every time I see you I smile because you look miserable as fuck. And you still owe me 50 bucks.
And your weave is stiff. I hate you.

5. And to that Dick who thought I was trying to hit on him because I asked him for directions, you’re a douchebag. And your beard is patchy. I hate you.


I feel a bit better.

unsmokable:

someone somewhere is meeting the love of their life right now and that’s pretty cool

(via smileybeardman)