Thursday, July 2, 2009

Misanthropy Briefs: STFU, self.

You ever have one of those moments/hours/days when you think, “Wow. Maybe I should just shut the fuck up for once”? I’ve been having those a lot lately.

You know, the urge to delete your Facebook, your Twitter, and your stupid fucking blog that no one reads. I babble on endlessly and stupidly in the online arena, and really? Not a single fucking person cares. I offer no insight, I’m not charming or witty, and I spew vitriol everywhere (which, by the way, I sense makes me quite attractive to the men out there – which is a rant for another day). What the hell am I doing?

I fear I’m becoming one of those people who you’d like to walk up to, tap them gently on the shoulder, and say, “Stop. Fucking. Talking. No one gives a shit.” I mean, Christ, I’m even annoying myself lately with my desperate need for attention, so I can’t even imagine how annoyed everyone else is with me.

Come on – you didn’t really think my misanthropy wasn’t turned inward, too. As much as I hate you, I hate me more.


  1. Hey Tiff. Remember how I love every single thing that comes out of your mouth? Get into that.

  2. "...and your stupid fucking blog that no one reads." You're listed right under in the "blogs" folder of my bookmarks, and I mean that in a good way.

  3. I'm pretty much in love with you both. Thanks.