Fucking shit.

Angry.
Close to midnight. my neighbors are fucking dicking around and causing mayhem. One guy, who’s pretty much your stereotypical portyal of the kind of loser who can’t help but only be able to make friends with jerks who also can’t make em, got locked out of his apartment room because the jerk, who’s also a freakin mooch like no other, kicked him out to fuck around with him.

Now the guy is knocking like crazy on his door and I, having found a master key just yesterday with the intent of giving it to the staff, had to let him in. He managed to get the guy out of there. And now the mooch is knocking on his door like an animal tryin to cause him trouble while continuously screamin “OPEN UP”.

And all this while I was trying to sleep from a long day of writing a stupid story. Fuck those pricks.

Then I had a freakin weird ass nightmare that was a continuation of my previous nightmare that involved the CIA deciding to crack down on radical racism and threatening execution on the spot to anyone found guilty of murder or assault due to race and color. Essentially a dream where it was illegal and punishable by death to be going around and forming rallies of KKK or Black Panthers and such.

Last thing I need is to experience ANOTHER Armageddon nightmare where any act of radical racism would force Martial Law upon the land of America. Course it was explained in the dream that you could still be racist on Youtube and anywhere else. Like at home. And you could still say what you want. But not form any hate groups or anything. Racism ain’t good, but I think Martial Law might just be worse.

Sometimes I get as mad as this guy. Well most of the time it’s for different reasons. But I got like this and fucking shouted and wanted to bash their heads in with an iron pipe.
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