  Fuck this shit. Fuck everything. Fuck trying to get a fantastic job. Fuck my divorce proceedings. Fuck gnashing my teeth at the injustices of the world. Fuck trying to make myself happy. Fuck listening to people who think I should get out of bed. Fuck sobriety. Fuck writing. Fuck writers. Fuck cleaning my apartment. Fuck reading books.
Fuck food. Really fuck food and anyone who tries to tell me to eat it. Fuck that! Fuck caring about politics when I can make no personal difference. Fuck on-line weenies who think I want to talk sexy to them while they sit there staining the pits of their white t-shirts and try to find their dicks beneath their belly rolls. Fuck porn stars with perfect bodies. Fuck my insecurity. Fuck people who get pissed about my insecurity while they drool over porn stars with perfect bodies.
Fuck trying to quit smoking so people that don't smoke (ahem) will like me more. Fuck trying to better myself at all so that people will want to be near me. Fuck being stuck in the middle of under/overqualified. Fuck typing tests. Fuck thinking I have an ounce of intelligence and being told otherwise. Fuck my big chin and chubby cheeks. Fuck not being able to control what I look like. Fuck fucking.
Yeah, I said fuck fucking, because nothing good has ever come of it for me. Fuck being emotionally shipwrecked and fuck caring about being emotionally shipwrecked. Fuck mood swings. Fuck my next post that will say something about how I was just in a bad mood. Fuck the post after that in which I'll be in a good mood. Fuckity Fuck Fuckin Fuckers. 
