Thursday, March 5, 2009

Low Blow

One of the crappiest feelings in the world is a friend breaking your heart.

Fine. Forget about professionalism, but what about common decency? There is such a thing as doing your job, and there is such a thing as bastusan.

I can't believe I was so blind, thinking that you were gods. You can have all the shitty glory you're whores for. I am done.