fukk me you beautiful ***** — my darkness
i hate the organization im working for. i hate giving away my money to these fuckin organizations that cant be trusted. why i would i want to do that and get other people to do it. these organizations swindle so many people out of cash and there are so many looking for hand outs. its fucking annoying. its so true like we should take care of our own shit first before we go out and fuckin meddle in other business. i dont care if people have access. people dont know how to utilize the resources here which is why so many people are homeless and hungry. fuck the other people. fuck em. lets take care of our own first. i fuckin cant stand countries that stick their noses in other people’s business. we arent as bad as the US but still pisses me right off. i dont think i can work for this company. i cant do it. i want a job but i dont think this is the one. maybe i should just continue with doijg my own thing.
money isnt even good. plus disability steals a bunch of it. fuck off. the system is absolute bullshit and people are fuckers. treat you like a piece of shit when you show up at their door. i DESERVE to be heard and DEMAND the time. im not to be fucked with and thrown aside like some common peasant. fuck this job. fuck the people i work with. i cant stand most of them. theres this one girl who pisses me right off. just annoying as fuck. like shut the fuck up fuck. she thinks she can lead the crew. no woman tells me what to do especially when shes same rank as me. she just pisses me off. im fuckin sick and tired of not voicing my thoughts and revealing my genius and thus showing how stupid people can be for fear of making people look stupid. I cant help it if im super intelligent. fuck off its a curse.
shitty sleep last night. is it canada or am i in the gaza strait? cant fuckin tell. could be hell. believe it or not in real life im a man of few words. i like silence more than speaking. people listen more when you choose your words wisely. but when i get right pissed i explode or smash a wall. fuckin fire in my chest goddammit.
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I know something about people who treat you like shit… I got tricked into being an extra on Monday. They made us stay in swimming suits when it was maybe 15*C outside. Funny thing was that they lied to me a day before and I stayed, just for the money, so I could afford another monthly ticket. My permanent job is a heaven on the earth but I don’t go out at all so you know… sometimes it is nice to meet people…
I’m sorry that it is so bad. I hoped that it would be okay and maybe it would be your happiness, the one I wish you so much. You can always find something better…right? You are exactly that Pat I know and if I know you, I know that you are worth much more too.
Kills man first I gotta say, damn you, ripped mofo ab monster, you’ve been working out which means I need to scrape my lazy ass up and do a few crunches. Sometimes I friggin hate you bro!
Now about this philanthropy crap… whenever philanthropy turns into a business you can bet it’s gonna start reeking. And without fail, the bigger the organization, the shittier they are. It’s sad, but I guess philanthropy only works when you’re on your own. That’s the only way you know it’s genuine, not just some business plan that ends up feeding itself at the expense of the legitimate caring people who work or donate.
Well that’s my rant. Sorry, I got no answers, but I think I know what you’re talking about. We all have crappy jobs, but it sucks when you can’t bring yourself to believe in what your company is doing.
Alright. Well here we go with those damn crunches… grr
that picture and what’s beneath it; I like. why? Spain> the blood in my vein’s is from Spain.