Baby It's Real

I’ve been using that word intense a lot this week to describe stuff. Tonight I am feeling intense.

Everybody’s pissing me off. Stupid people. People who argue with me. People who expect me to do shit for them. People who disrespect me.

A year ago I was very passive and more or less a little bitch. If someone was being stupid, I’d get mad in my head, and then decide they weren’t worth it. Nowadays I’m telling people off left and right. (Within reason, of course. If I truly believe I’m right, then I will tell you and pull you out of your ignorance)

I have nothing to lose. If you make me mad, I’ll leave. I don’t owe anyone anything, so don’t expect shit.

Just feeling very intense. Need to ramble. Ugh I’m done. FUCK

“When you shall these unlucky deeds relate,
Speak of me as I am. Nothing extenuate,
Nor set down aught in malice. Then must you speak
Of one that loved not wisely, but too well.”