I don’t get these people. Seriously, why the fuck the need to laugh and talk and shout and scream so fucking loud in the middle of the night so you can fucking have a conversation? And what’s more, talk about love and relationship and all that bull (dump him, dump him not). It’s not that it pains me to hear about it; in fact I’d be pleased to be listening secretly if you people did not accompany it with shrieks. It’s all interesting when you talk about psychology, or (more like astrology + numerology), but for crying out loud, I’m fucking trying to sleep, assholes.
Okay I’m done.
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