It’s been one of those days. One of those days where you just want everything to stop and shut the fuck up for two goddamn minutes so you can just take a breath and gather yourself up, but instead you end up spilling something on yourself, or tripping over some stupid shit that shouldn’t have been there, or smashing your fingers in a stupid fucking door. Fuck that shit. Fuck it in its big dumb face.
Yup, it’s one of those days where everything just sucks (except if you are someone else; those assholes seems to be just peachy) and you can try to get out of the funk but you’re better off just giving up and taking a nap…Only to get woken the fuck up by your stupid fucking neighbor who obviously didn’t get the memo that no one in the whole fucking neighborhood likes his music and, since it is completely unnecessary to open his door while blasting his shitty music, he shouldn’t be surprised to find that one particularly angry neighbor is just going to bubble wrap and duck tape his whole goddamn residence closed. Suffocate to the sound of screamo asshole.
So, while all my husband’s friends are having fun at a potluck, oddly enough on a day when I don’t have to work, I am instead sitting at home, alone, hungry and pissed off at the world. Meanwhile my body rejects everything, including glands and lymph nodes, and proceeds to lacerate my throat with every breath I take. Yeah. Fuck you too dear.
In conclusion, Fuck Everything.