decided to take the 2 to the library. sat in the back. two scruffy old guys were there and started talking about me...."fake eyebrows, bet she's fake everything, fake tits, fake pussy, fake asshole, sits on her fake ass all day doing nothing...well i work for a fucking living. i have to. not like these people..." and on and on. seriously, it took me over two minutes to bring myself to move to the front of the bus. then he kept yelling stuff at me about how he works and i shouldn't use people. i know it wasn't really about me. probably had some lady troubles with someone with painted eyebrows. but i wish i had had a gun and could just have shot him as he spoke of me.
probably best for all that i didn't.
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