is it bad?

that i can see everyones flaws and they bother me to the point of almost hating them
these "people" are not just people though
they are friends, accquintances and fucking roomates ( who i hate so much, and one day i fear i might just lose it on them!)

okay venting blog

dear roomates: shut the fuck up! its 2am, people are sleeping dont fucking bring your belligerent,rude entourage and fucking congregate in the living room (right out side your door)
tell your fuckin friend stop crashing on the couch i dont wanna fucking tiptoe in the morning while i cook breakfast
if something bothers you, fucking do it yourself...dont bitch about the rubbish, fucking take it out yourself stop leaving signs...ill ignore them
stop bitching about your shit...i have my own shit, it goes missing sometimes too....we live in a communal environmen...its not me btw its your fucking entourage that you leave the kitchen so accessible to that takes your shit...i dont wanna hear it

oh be nice....if there are other dishes in the sink fucking wash it...i do this all the time...i also vaccum when its dirty and wipe the counters and do lots of shit...that i dont complain about

i cannot wait to never speak to you again

dear friends,

you have a lot of a great qualities, but at the moment i seemed to have forgotten what they are....
all i can think about is how fuckin stupid you are, how dependant, immature, ignorant, judgemental, scared , flaky and annoying you are...
im glad to have this alone time...people are too much work

dear fellow purchase students,

you are not cool!
your not!
your hipster clothing that mommy and daddy bought you means nothing
your avant-grade bfa in visual arts will not land you a fabolous loft in soho oneday
your cliquey little judgemental friends will drop you...ugh i hate you

dear newyork,

you are nothing but big buildings and flashy lights, and the same goes for your people
under neath it all there is no "hearrt" of NY, you used to have heart and soul but its gone now
one of my favorite movies ever paris, je t'aime was a series of love stories in paris
it made my heart flutter and feel light
i watched the ny version
omg can you say bad mood, it was so depressing...and really showed me what NY is about
and i am certain i need to leave it...i dont want to be like any of the characters in the movie
who denied truelove, and found purpose in one-night stands and hookups
which i dont think are wrong at all
but there is no love in them....real love

dear self,

you really need to re-evaluate the things/people you surround yourself with...you are not as strong as you thought you were...you need to admit your mistakes more that you need people in your life...and to stop saying hate...and to be a less materialistic- you dont need that many shoes!, you need to open up more, give people more chances, give yourself a little more love...and call your sister and family and say thankyou and ilove you more...and maybe maybe try to slow down sometimes..

so what im saying is im tired of a lot of things and well its time to move on.

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