Sunday, November 16, 2008

I had a rough time at Starbucks...END OF THE WORLD OMG WTF LIKE WHATEVER!

Sorry, the valley kid comes out of me every once in a while...ahem...

*clears throat*


I dont understand some things here. And most certainly this is not the first or last time I'm going to vent about it.
Why, oh why, do all the people suffering from mental disability, social disorders, and crime oriented natures, end up here? What is the big attraction? Is it the job market? The overpriced grocery stores? The morbidly obese property value? The insurance rates? The 8.25% tax on everything? Maybe it's the lack of shelters, day cares, hospitals? no? then WTF are they doing here!!? Is there some drive in the nature of afflicted persons to seek out what could have been a paradise and then shit all over it's sidewalks?

It's not just a few, this place breeds insanity, attracts it like flypaper. Excuse me while I violate all attempts to consider all men equal and basically good. Those ideologies dont work out here, and it is only perpetuated by its victims who do nothing to better their lives. Sorry, but if you piss away your existence and your livelyhood, spread your misery to everyone you meet, no one is going to want to coddle your sorry poor ass, scream at the air because that's all that's left of your will.

I'm so tired of it tonight, if you couldn't tell. Perhaps the poor air quality is making me cantankerous.

About 15 years ago, MI moved its main building, from one side of Hollywood BLVD, to the other, literally directly across the street. 15 years ago you could get mugged in broad daylight here. Why not move the school somewhere away from all the creeps, the vicious streets filled with strays and victims of all the better ends of society. Sometimes I really wish I'd moved out of this God forsaken city, and commute in for school, return to normal society in the afternoon.

I need someone to blame, because certainly I'm not a victim to my own decisions....

until you live here, you can't tell anyone the bad place hollywood can be. System of a Down hit it pretty well.

I'll wait here,
You're crazy,
Those viscious streets are filled with strays,
You should have never gone to Hollywood.

They find you,
Two time you,
Say your the best they've ever seen,
You should have never trusted Hollywood.

I wrote you,
And told you,
You were the biggest fish out here,
You should have never gone to Hollywood.

They take you,
And make you,
They look at you in disgusting ways,
You should never trusted Hollywood.


I was standing on the wall,
Feeling ten feet tall,
All you maggots smoking fags on Santa Monica Boulevard,
This is my front page,
This is my new age,
All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't care.

All you maggots smoking fags out there on Sunset Boulevard.

All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't care.

Phoney people come to pray,
Look at all of them beg to stay,
Phoney people come to pray.



(The lines in the letter said, "We have gone to Hackensack")
Look at all of them beg to stay

Phoney people come to pray.

All you maggots smoking fags on Santa Monica Boulevard,
All you maggots smoking fags out there on Sunset Boulevard.
All you maggots smoking fags out there on Hollywood Boulevard.

You should have never trusted Hollywood.
You should have never gone to Hollywood.

All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't care.

You should have never trusted Hollywood.

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