Not just a European Death Metal band anymore.
Ladies and Gentlemen hypocrisy is all around us!
And currently in the form of people who want to be your best friend just to call you six times a day and complain about their own miserable lives.
I'm serious, no exaggeration.
This is NOT a joke.
Kitty called me six times to complain about various guys and about getting drunk and crying at her birthday party.
She is as always on a quest for sympathy and an outlet to make herself feel better.
I had forgotten certain aspects of her personality, now that she lives an hour drive, instead of a ten minute walk away.
Kitty, someone who I love a lot, who also fishes constantly for compliments, whines incessantly, and works very hard to make others feel dumb, silly, inferior....well, you understand where I'm going with this.
Everything I say is apparently wrong and misinformed.
I happen to know that I am very well informed.
She takes things that are fact and simply dismisses them, paired with her childlike tantrums is ridiculous and quite frustrating.
I shouldn't complain, because my complaints are hypocrisy.
And I could use the slightly immature argument that she is the more hypocritical of the pair, but I will try to shy away from such juvenile allegations.
She states openly that she "knows me better than I know myself."
She likes to think so, she likes to think she knows everything about the entire world and everyone in it.
I'm ranting aren't I?
I'm frustrated to the point that there's smoke rising from my brain, we might as well scramble it and serve it with toast.
One o'clock in the morning.....
Oh, Lord, you really shouldn't let frustrations from the past rise out of every available opportunity, it isn't healthy.
No wonder I'm quite insane.
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