i am almost 30...
and i still have to deal with
the babybullshit of drama...
people don't have enough to do?
people are worrying about what i'm doing?
do i look destitute and stupid?
unkempt? unworthy of *something*?
seriously, i am about ready
to tell people
to blow it out their asses.
i must keep people up
all night long
since they worry about me...
and make up things.
i know this isn't the first time i've complained about these issues...
but why do they still follow me?!
i'm going to be 29. i'm married. i have a life, a family, things to do. i don't need this.
i am never vulgar, and this is not towards the bloggie world so I need to vent:
FUCK OFF, ASSHOLES!
the globetrotting gamine