dear collectively bargaining diary,
i ain't going there. not with you. not with her. not with him. not with them. the bass is to high on the tv again and is making my eardrums itch. i'll go back to my point earlier. you wasted all that time convincing everyone you thought you were better than everyone else, when the whole time you knew nothing about anything you ran your mouth about leaving everyone in a worse position to compromise on the ultimate decision because what they thought they knew- they didn't- because everything you told them was false and we all believed you- which now we know was the wrong thing to do- but with that said now- is yet just another waste of time. being further behind than where we were in the beginning is where we actually are now- but i am stupid and you just stand there- ready to tell us more. fuck that. turn the tv off. missing something? do you think someone else wants to learn from you? overhaul. you are fucking ate up and dug out. you are addicted to something- the smell of your own breath blowing back into your face. it is a little bit funny. i wanna be like you.
i ain't going there. not with you. not with her. not with him. not with them. the bass is to high on the tv again and is making my eardrums itch. i'll go back to my point earlier. you wasted all that time convincing everyone you thought you were better than everyone else, when the whole time you knew nothing about anything you ran your mouth about leaving everyone in a worse position to compromise on the ultimate decision because what they thought they knew- they didn't- because everything you told them was false and we all believed you- which now we know was the wrong thing to do- but with that said now- is yet just another waste of time. being further behind than where we were in the beginning is where we actually are now- but i am stupid and you just stand there- ready to tell us more. fuck that. turn the tv off. missing something? do you think someone else wants to learn from you? overhaul. you are fucking ate up and dug out. you are addicted to something- the smell of your own breath blowing back into your face. it is a little bit funny. i wanna be like you.