Cranky

I hate commitments. I hate niceness. I hate people breathing down my back; they're called slugs. I hate people who rest their head on my shoulder when they're laughing; I'm not your Momma.

And, I hate commitments. And niceness.

There are only a few that I truly love. The rest can go kiss my big fat Asian ass.

Oh hell yeah I'm cranky. And I don't give a flying fuck about the motherfucking &*#$%*&$%!-word.