Does anybody, especially those not to be named, not care that I’ve been sick for God knows how long and somehow expect you to be doing so much without saying “Oh hi, Oscar, how are you. Are you doing good in your life”?
Instead, they are so persistent and one-sided and saying “Hey you need to do this you need to do that” or maybe cut off what you’re saying “Oh we’re not hiring right now” and give that Fuck-off stare? How would Jesus feel if He were to be living at this time of century in our economic decline, seeing why is the world is ending and say “This is so wrong.”?
I really had it with being so nice to people and expressing my interest in so many years and working my ass of to graduate and getting my degree. What’s the point of this fucking life anyway? Do we live just to fuckin die in dirt while the world is being raped by corruptible rich Republican faggots and psycho terrorists?
I rather have people talk shit about me in my funeral instead of being alive. It hurts so much when you do that to people. Go die in cowshit, assholes! Go die!
