Jul 20, 2012
CAN YOU ASK ABOUT MY SCHEDULE AND EVERYTHING THAT EVERYONE'S BEEN POURING ON ME, ON MY BUSIEST WEEK YET, THIS SUMMER, BEFORE YOU BLAME ME FOR MY OWN PROBLEMS.
JUST SHUT UP, MUTHERFUCKING GAWSH
I'M SORRY THAT NO ONE GAVE ME A DUEDATE FOR A RIDICOULOUSLY HARD JOB. I'M SORRY THAT PEOPLE SLEEP THROUGH APPOINTMENTS THAT I MAKE WITH THEM. I'M SORRY THAT THE PEOPLE THAT OWE ME THINGS DON'T GIVE THEM TO ME. I'M SORRY THAT EVERYONE CANCELS ON ME. I'M SORRY THAT I ENJOYED A WONDERFUL CONCERT. I'M SORRY THAT THIS WEEK OF GEOMETRY KILLED ME. I'M SORRY THAT NO ONE'S CLEAR WITH ME. I'M SORRY THAT NO ONE CARES ABOUT ME. I'M SORRY THAT I'M SO LONELY.
I TELL YOU I'M SORRY, BUT YOU DON'T KNOW THAT I HAVE NOTHING TO BE FUCKING SORRY FOR.