nice ride, asshole. hope you crash and die


damn, what must be REALLY fucking with me is the fact that I see people enjoying their lives on instagram… but they were disrespectful to me. ignoring me, shunning me, but doing well.

like - i guess the most ostracizing thing is seeing these assholes walk around town like they made it up there because they’re good, hard-working people. they’re assholes, and the moment I call them out for being an asshole, they conjure up their psycho powers to get crowds to throw stones at me instead.

i don’t even want to play their soulless money game, where they run away from the very thing they should be thinking about, how to make the world a better place, and converting all of their brainpower to stacks of questionably dirty cash.

working up in the glass towers, taking part in a system that just exploits the living shit out of people to funnel the money into accounts where it’ll rot, maybe compound interest by fueling another housing crisis…

it isn’t jealousy, it’s pure ass fucking hate.

it fucking hurt when i said hi, and was just brushed off like some fucking bum

like i am a fucking bum, but fuck you too