I fucking hate them. All of them.
A group of around 50 sit across the park getting high all day. When I got to parties they lock themselves in a room and all get high, I find it pathetic and weak.Their general attitudes, their lifestyle, their fucking tree hugging hippy bullshit.
Now everytime I see them, I just wish I could get whatever their smoking and ram it all down their thoarts, watch them choke on burning ash.
Most of them that I know are wanted by the police for possesing and dealing pot. I have had years and years of bad experience with fucking 'pot'. I have never tried it nor will, I am better than all those I know who do it. I am not weak minded like them.
I've lost some good friends to it too. Friends who would rather get stoned all day than be my friend. At the end of the day, that infuriates me. It's an insult and I hold great grudges against people who do such things to me.
So over time I have learned not only to dislike them all. But hate them with a passion down my Core.
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