I was going to rant tonight, yep second rant in a row. A big one, full of swearing and pissed-off cussedness and vinegar/bleach. After today and what I witnessed and dealt with and had conversations over... But you know? In the end, it's not going to change a fucking thing, which makes it empty words, empty space, just more hot air. People, those who aren't even involved will have one of maybe four responses. 1 - not me, not my problem, quit your bitching. 2 - not me, not my problem but I'm here for you. 3 - is it me? Did I do something wrong, or piss you off you awful and insensitive bitch I hate you die die die. Or 4 - Is it me? I'm sorry, so sorry won't do it again please don't be mad etc, etc.
And on the other hand, the people meant to see and maybe get up and do something about themselves and their actions or in-actions in this world won't even realize it's about them.
So consider this rant canceled due to lack of caring. Mine.
And yes, I just got out of work and I have too much caffeine in my system and my hands are shaky and no I haven't slept yet. Any other questions? Good, didn't want to hear them anyhow.
And on the other hand, the people meant to see and maybe get up and do something about themselves and their actions or in-actions in this world won't even realize it's about them.
So consider this rant canceled due to lack of caring. Mine.
And yes, I just got out of work and I have too much caffeine in my system and my hands are shaky and no I haven't slept yet. Any other questions? Good, didn't want to hear them anyhow.