Thursday, August 14, 2008
Well Fuck It
Yes, that’s what I have to say. I wrote a poem.
Fuck it all anyway
Fuck it all everyway
Fuck it in the stupid head
Fuck it till everyones dead
Fuck it all anyway.
I’m going to let the stress get to me now, because if there’s one thing I like, it’s stressing out over inconsequential shit at work. Because really, everything at work is inconsequential shit. It’s just a paycheck. Every time I try to care, I get fucked. Every time I try not to care, I get fucked. So fuck it, it can take its shit eatting self pleasuring cock gobbling customer cum dumping bull, and stick it up its own ass.
I’m sorry if this hurts anyone’s RSS feeds feelings.
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