I've said it before, and yet some people don't seem to be able to grasp it, so here it is for one last time.
I don't need your motherfucking approval on anything. If you don't like the things I like, that's fucking awesome for you, really, but I don't give a fuck. This journal isn't about you. It's about me. Why do you assume I care that you don't like the music I like? Why are you telling me? I'm not asking for your permission or your approval, you dumb cunts.
And yes, I sometimes get angry. What, you don't? No? You do? So why is it some kind of surprise that I get annoyed at the stupid shit you say to me? Don't fucking leave me a note saying "Wow, so much anger, lol". I fucking know this. It's because of dumb motherfuckers like you that I'm getting angry in the first fucking place.
You are under no obligation to read my writing, and you opinions are fucking irrelevant. If I want it, I'll ask for it. Until I explicitly do ask you for your opinion, though, be advised that I don't fucking care. I don't know you, so why would you assume that I give a fuck that you don't like whatever I write, or the music I like, or anything?
Fuck's sake. Assholes. I let you comment because I'm interested in what you have to say, fine, but I am not interested that you have a different set of interests. If I did care about that, I'd probably be reading your journal. The fact that I'm not should speak volumes.
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