Im fucked and just wanted to see how many others like me :)

ya- stores are creepy as hell. what with those blairing florescent lights and shitty pop music, people off spaced out gazing into the produce rack walking around doting their little hellspawn youngins while they whine and run around all hyper and shit. you look through the ingredients oof all the food you buy and don’t know how to pronounce many of the ingredients but are certian when it say’s “natural flavors” it means “we don’t know what the fuck else is in this, but we’re sure it won’t kill you or make you sick within the next 48 hours.” then there’s always that sexy cashier that you look at and think “gee if i weren’t a neurotic mess I would totally have something markedly impressive to say” but you don’t cas you remember how your last relationship went and that people are vampiric selfish pigs that just want to suck the life and money outta you and you don’t have any so fuck it- plus even in the far fetched event that they arent soul sucking pig, you are and its irresponsable to knowingly subject anyone to that shit.. and you wonder if they can hear what you’re thinking as you dully say hi and tell them the strip on your foodstamp card is worn out so they’l have to manually type it in for the rediculously long minute it takes before you hurriedly saunter out through the creepy glass double door with your groceries wondering if dude in aisle three is going to follow you home. in spite of all this you make it out alive(horay!) and unscathed having purchased more fuel to prolong your wonderful journey in the phenominal world. and live happily ever after for infinity. the end 🙂