Wash my mouth out with soap...

Some days, this world just makes me want to be a fucking bastard of a person.
I'm so full of hate that I just want to shoot everyone down.
For revenge.
For every fuck-ass who's thought they were better than everyone else and treated people like shit.
For cunt-rockets that run away from confrontation and hide behind their computer screens.
For misogynists, racists and homophobes that make life a whole lot more difficult than it has to be.
For every guy/girl that told you you're a good fuck, but they weren't ready for a relationship and then started dating your lab partner the next day.
For every fucking facebook message, IM or text I got from some asshole boy who thought they could "save" me from whatever demons they thought I needed saving from.

So I'm writing a book about the people I have had the MISFORTUNE of meeting.
The people that made me feel like there are few generally good people in this world.
Because there are.
I'm a firm believer in that every person is capable of being either kind and decent or a big fuckin' fuckhead. Everyone has a choice.
For some reason, most of the people I've met chose to be big fuckin' selfish fuckheads.

I choose to be kind and decent, but some days, goddamn, it's hard.
And then I remind myself that I would be lumped in with the rest of the mother fuckers in this world, so I continue being good.

...I didn't say I chose the easy path.