not best pleased

Ok, so I'll try a new tack. Fuck you, fuck it, fuck this, fuck everything. You're not the only one with neuroses you know, you're not the only one who's up to their own eyeballs in shite.

And I'm sick of you not caring, not even being decent, not even polite. Fuck you. I don't know who I'm more furious with, you or myself. And I don't know who's the biggest loser, you or me. And I don't know whose fault this is, and I don't know who started this, but I know that I'm done.

And I know that I feel sick in more ways than one.