Moody broody

I hope that I'm left alone at appropriate times tomorrow. Cos I'm so moody, I feel like I'm going through menopause. Or pregnancy perhaps. And I am not F U C K I N G pregnant. Why should I even bother commenting on that? Fuck it. Fuck you. All of you. There's probably only two people actually worth existing in this world. And the rest of you can rot in the 7th gate of hell. Each and every single one of you, you fucktards. I really should be quarantined tomorrow. While some people will be ignored throughout the whole day, some will be given one word answers, and the rest will have to pretend that I'm invisible. Either that or they're the ones invisible to me. Cos if someone just try to be a smartass tomorrow and try to fuck me up, he/she is dead meat. And don't even contemplate whether I'm joking or not. It's obvious, dumbfuck.