Dear damn dairy,

My collective friends record reads like a who's who of human crap!

I hate my friends. I mean I hate them. And I am as nice as fuck so it means when I say I hate someone, that dude deserves it. But now, I kinda hate them all. The old gang, school girls, university bitches, gym guys... ooooowww I hate them to my bones and arrows. My mom was always right, my friends are a pack of human craps.

Nothing had happend, I just am sick of them, sick of their lives, their thoughts, their everything. Dudes are okay they know their place and if they wanna move further than their real position, I kick them there. But indeed I cannot bare girls anymore. 

I was just dreaming my mom in sleep, and she was telling me in the dream that "your friends are just..." the same old when she was alive had been telling me for so long. I woke up with her voice in my head. "You're friends are no friend" since then I'm thinking why should I keep such creatures? She was right, she was always right. Why should I bare those who make me sick?

Okay. A decision has been made. I am no longer with those who make me sick, whether they are old friends, university gigs, or anyone else I don't care. It's not my damn responsibility to keep human craps in my life when I simply don't like what they are. That's it. Its an early morning decision. I will just keep people who worth to be kept in my life. 

What a relief, I was worried about university because I had to face all those damn guys I cannot bare and now I know what to do. My first steps to act on this decision: I'll become the solo loner vanity fair devil who just leave the band alone. Class, study, no more fucking university friend. No more talking bulshit girls, no more bitches with no attitude, no more firends. That's it.

I mean I won't be rude to them, I'll just behave them like acquaintances and no more.

 

Ps. Saat hanoz 12 nashode va man dar hale margam az khastegi.



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