Last night was kinda funny at points. I feel really bad because I made fun of this really short chick the whole night until she was completely sick of my **** and then she had some chick start tripping on her and try to beat her down with a baton for literally no reason. If she didn't almost get brutally beaten and treated likes **** like that I wouldn't feel bad about making fun of her though. But the combination of dealing with my **** AND that probably ended up in a ****ty night.
Edit: I think I was just bitter from looking up chick on social media the night before.
Edit again: Because I was kind of a dick the whole night. Talking mad **** on everyone. Taking advantage of people's stupidity to make them look like fools.
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Lucem, you're right, it's silly to talk about what I would or wouldn't do IRL. Glad you brought it up. Maybe you should write an instrumental about it. I recommend a piano paired with a clarinet. With ambient sounds of you hanging from your shower curtain you ****ing failure.
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Art Is Dead. Buy My ****.
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