Showing posts with label A First Five. Show all posts
Showing posts with label A First Five. Show all posts

4/14/16

"To me, she's not even human, she's some kind of a germ." - Henry Rollins

To me, she’s not even human, she’s some kind of a germ. A concoc-
tion. She is neurotic, nasty and abusive. Pathetic is a word that
springs to mind. When she is loud and drunk, it’s torture being
around her. She treats marijuana like some life preserving drug. She
is most lively when she has a chance to get fucked up. Whenever
she’s spazzing out and drooling over pot, I think to myself, “coke
whore” but I change the word “coke” to pot. She doesn’t bathe much
and sometimes the stench can be quite noxious. I don’t like being
associated with her because I see how nasty she is with people who
I work with. When she comes into a room, I either leave or try to get
out of earshot of her. I hope she goes on her painful little way and
leaves my sight. Not a bone in me hates that girl. She has managed
to turn off everyone around her. She sure did it to me. I never set out
to feel like that, no way. Now it’s at the point where it’s totally
irreversible.