Hating the world
Sometimes when people are really super nice to me, I am totally annoyed and avoid them at all costs. I don't have anything against them, I just don't have anything for them. I'd rather not ever see them again then endure their polite chit chat.
I'm finding I'm not always generous or kind or honest.
posted by kittenpants @ 3:54 PM
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i hate it when people are polite.
they're like, hey, lets have sex and be friends and hang out all the time.
then they never talk to you again and i cry into my pillow.
Maybe it's annoying because it's not really nice chit chat. Maybe it's really some sort of passive aggressive BS that makes them feel better while you feel worse. Like in that movie Happiness where the one sister is the super sweet suburban mom and she totally rips on her hippy sister with back-handed complements.
earlier today i hated the world for a while, then i didn't hate it anymore, but now i think i hate it again, and tomorrow morning i'm pretty sure i'll hate it, but at night i won't hate it that much, until i have to walk home, and then i'll hate it again a lot
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