To carpool, the other party has to have a car, but rides with you anyways. But when they don’t have a car, and you have to fucking take them to work and back… that’s Taxi-ing. And, that’s what I’m doing. I’m fucking Taxi-ing. She even offered to pay me, which was beyond insulting.
I thought this was temporary, but she’s managed to weasel her way into permanent. And I hate weasels. I don’t even know her. If she was someone I knew more than 3 miserable days, it would’ve been alright. Did I ever mention that I hate people?
I try to make myself feel like a better person, by telling myself I’m helping the environment. But it’s not working. So, I’m gonna try and get rid of her. And when I die because of the toxins I produced in the air, I’m gonna look down or up (depending on where I’m going when I die) at Gaea and say it was totally worth it.
BURN THE WEASEL!
BURN THE WEASEL!
you remind me of a certain pittyful individual that couldn’t say the (N) word. that’s NO incase your mind is wondering to racists land.
all you have to do is tell her you can’t do it anymore without even proving a reason, you know it’s not your duty to be nice. you actually say NO sometimes and still go to heaven (if that’s what your worried about!). just say NO, and POP goes the weasel.