rant # infinity.

i don't know what to write. it's not losing the game that's bothering me. everything else is not helping me either. i hate being in the middle of something that ultimately makes me the monkeyinthemiddle which will be extinct the next day. sunshine sunshine gobble me up or down.
i HATE people's hypocrisy about emotions. their traits are so abnormally repulsive that i would not have enough words to describe them. i am talking about these specific people who talk about their ex's "assests" to other boys to brag. seriously, to brag? is that how low their lives are? also these kinds of boys are always the ones with the best sob stories. they pretend to be some tragic drama queen of a hamlet. seriously brag about your ex's breasts?
also, there is a kind of women i hate so much. who would do anything to be seen and to "snatch" other people's importance. they are so fucking blind; don't they know that there is no "importance"?
i am tired. of self contradiction. of suppressing my anger and staying quiet(not always though i talk back 2 out of 10 times). i have to be the villain either way. i have to be at the core of something... esha this and esha that... why do i get IMPORTANCE? am i a whiny bitch who likes to snatch? no i am just a bitch... perhaps i shouldn't socialise at all. perhaps i should wait all my life until one or two genuine people come and stand in front of me and say, "hey do you need water? i can fetch you a glass."