Let's Get Something Straight

Some of you are concerned about the fact that my blog is about how much I am not having it with NYC, yet I no longer live there.

Well, first of all, if you even read my fucking blog, you'd know that I talk about whatever the fuck I want.

But don't worry! I still fucking hate New York. That will never change. New York will forever hold a dead, rotten spot right at the center of my black heart. The never-ending stream of douchecunts, fucktwits, lesbian men, coked-out strippers, heroin people, happy homeless folk, violent homeless folk, assdonkey hipster couples pushing baby strollers filled with baby when they obviously have no fucking right to raise a child when they can't even dress themselves like respectable people and instead look like this (sidenote: if you look like that, please fucking jump off a bridge- no one will miss you).

The moral of this story is: Yes, I no longer live in New York. This does not mean I can't still hate it. And I promise you from here on out that you never have to worry about me becoming less hateful of something just because it is far away. I'm a grudge-holding, evil bitch from hell and I literally hate everything. My hate will always be here for you to lean on.

Haha! If you found any comfort in that whatsoever then you are even more fucked up than I am.