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| Hatorade: Complaining |
"Get it off your chest." "Don't keep it bottled up." "Let your voice be heard." Fuck that. Complaining gets you NOWHERE. I'm tired of it. I'm tired of hearing it. Yeah, I get it. Your job sucks, people can't drive, machines never work, old people smell bad. I KNOW all of that. But what does compaining about it do? It gets YOU all worked up and agitated, and it gets on MY last god damn nerve. That's why I never complain about anything, ever. You'll never hear me bitch or gripe because things don't go my way, or some trivial something is annoying me. I keep that shit to myself. Fucking CHRIST that shit pisses me off, I am so god damn upset right now. FUCK |
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