Sunday, 24 April 2011
Every damn thing in my life you want to tell me what/ how to do. HOW to study. WHAT to study. WHO to study with. WHERE to study. Just cause you studied at the freaking central library ten thousand years ago means I must study there too. Just cause you studied econs means I must study that too. Shit you. Screw the pretentious "I love you and I'll support you no matter what you choose". Every chance you get with me alone you'll give me the shit talk about how psych is irrelevant in today's society. Sorry my friend, I'd rather die than listen to everything you dictate. I'd rather die than be anything like you. It's strange that my ears don't have anything when I clean them, what with all this bullshit I hear from you.
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