i must be a fucking fantastic waitress cause the lady i got yesturday at friendlys was far from attentive, consequently i left her a dollar tip which i stuck to the table with a strawberry milkshake which most of been a cousin of the soup family ( it was warm and thin) BUT karma is a bitch because i lost twelve bucks, so she probably obtained that cash thinking she was fucking fantastic.
ANNNYWAY
I am sick of people thinking they have the privilege to treat others like shit. Today it escalated to the point of one girl bawling her eyes out over some crude comment this Porter-Rican chick made about her hair. Afterwards she didn’t even undergo any guilt which is extremely egotistical not to mention nauseating. What’s received from that, some type of gratification? And subsequently does that possess continuation because consequently joy comes out of another’s anxiety? All I can say is thank GOD not everyone has that outlook because if that were so, it would be an endless cycle of shit, resulting in endless gratification, topped with more shit for all the wrong motives.
Blam blam like a great wind of mass cum saturation, cream them jeans as it consumes the brain cavity. Trickle down a new found erection of words, tantalizingly evolutional.
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