The new thing is makeup women everywhere. Literaly everywhere I go. There are literally two of them doing each others makeup right behind me as I write this note. The irony is that making up is the last thing on their minds. All they want is war. Loud war, quiet war, big war, small war, weird war, opposites war, infiniti war.
Yesterday was another alergy attack sneezing day, with harassment tsunami after tsunami to make it all worse. I’m sick of it all world. Sort your fucking lives out. Jesus.
I’m not your fucking daddy world. #