Dislocated....

There are many things I can tolerate, but there's a few I can't. I can't tolerate wannabe poets/indie/punk shits. I don't want to hear your whiny bullshit, it doesn't make any sense. You're not original, or indie if you're writing and wearing and speaking the same things as the rest of your punk/indie friends. I think I may just hate poetry all together. Dislocated is exactly how I feel right now, I don't want any part in anything right now. I want to be by myself, doing my own things not worrying about others or having others pry into what I am doing. You make me sick you desperate whores who jump at the chance of a dick talking to you. You make me sick when you screw around with love as if it were it were a toy. You make it hard on the rest of us who really do care and dont screw around on significant others. You make me sick left of center religion pushers. Keep it to yourself, stop pushing you ideas on me when Ihave enough of my own. Stop dragging innocent people down with you. You're not rebellious if you don't have a good reason to rebell. Go back to your shit hole job, your ignorant boyfriend, leave what I've built up the hell alone. I just feel like life is out of control right now. Im sick of everything and everyone. If I hear or see anything that pertains to some whiney ass "punk" "poet" wannabe I am going to barf. Stop whining so much and maybe you would be able to get something done. Dislocated is only the beginning, I wish I could just detach myself from everything and everyone.