Cassandra
I cannot stand the masses of weak people that walk around trying to suck
the life out of everyone else instead of doing something for themselves.
Do not try to use me. Get a fucking life, and don't come around here
trying to make me feel sorry for your sappy, lazy, fat ass.
Do not try to convince me that you are a victim of circumstance. You
live in a great time and place with ample opportunity to achieve. Take
hold of it and don't shit in the face of the people before you who
really didn't stand a chance.
Don't try to guilt me into feeling sorry for you and your pathetic life.
Do something about it, asshole.
Don't get all pissed off at me for telling you like it is and refusing
to bail you out of your pathetic situations you bury yourself in. I am
your best friend, and you don't even fucking know it.
Don't try to justify your choices to me. I will not appease your guilt,
and if you believe you are right, then stand for something! No one else
can validate you. That's your job and you're an idiot if you think it
isn't. I especially hate people who look for validation on the internet,
there is a special place in hell for you wench bags.
I will not hold my head in shame for choosing to stay home with my
children. It does not imply that I am a lazy fuck with no skills. There
is great honor in raising the next generation, and it is just as valid a
choice as choosing the workplace.
Just because you are a relative, you can't guilt me into looking past
your psychosis, I don't believe in obligatory relationships. Get the
fuck off my porch!
Yes! I want to read more from Real Life Heartless Bitches
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