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And I don't give a damn if you don't like me, cuz I don't like you cuz you're not like me
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Anger. They fill me with anger. I hate gossipy bitches. I really, really do. Do they really think that I can’t hear them over the wall of the cube? Do they really think that I’m fucking deaf? I want to scream. I want to yell. I want to leap over the wall of my cube and shout at them. AHHHHHHHHH!!! But my name's not Hoover and I don't give a damn. Posted by Utopia at July 11, 2006 02:52 PM CommentsMe too. Posted by: jeckles at July 11, 2006 05:29 PM Post a comment |
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