Go fuck yourself
Go fuck myself? Nah, buddy, go fuck yourself.
As you wish
Over the years, there have been fewer and fewer people in my life. Sometimes I told them to fuck off, sometimes they told me to.
Now that I’m retired, there is no one left, except my adult son, and the cat. It’s fine.
I do what I want to do, when I want to do it, and answer to no one. No compromising, no tongue biting, no one pushing me to do something different.
I’m happy and content. No regrets.
Why? I can just not see them again and save myself pronouncing a handful of syllables and practicing my self control (because I for sure can’t practice with the gingerbread cookies)
There are times in my life when I wish that I had been more kind, but there are other times that I wish I had been a lot more mean
I regret not causing at scene at the last few jobs I left. I even gave two weeks notice? Lame. Wish I was more like my idol.
I already do
Already doing it today in a couple of Wayland threads.
I wish I had told a few exs to kick rocks way sooner. Wasted some prime years with some legit psychos
