The massacre of my tank of guppies totally brought my entire world down. It’s so depressing to see them die away by the twos and threes, yet do nothing about it. And the ultimate happened this morning: my entire of tank of guppies was wiped out. Yet I can do nothing to voice their grievances on their behalf, because the murderer is in the open and all she does is deny and the world believes her. She emptied half of the bag of fish feed into the tank of 20 teeny tiny guppies and expect them to feed like she does. Listen, bitch. You’ll suffer a worse fate than my poor friends. You’ll pay for it. I’ll get piranhas next.
And to the bastard who broke my heart 2 years ago, you broke my respect for you as a friend. But you’ll never crush my world, because I’m stronger than you, shithead. So go kiss your mum’s ass because you’ll be the last organism I’ll hang out with in the universe. And I’ll never respect you ever again, even as a friend. You lost that.
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