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I hate people. Not in the way that I would go on a killing trip to the city market square. I hate people in cafes, buses, banks ... practically everywhere. Just as I was in a line in a cafe moments ago a woman before me smiled at me. Why the fuck did she smile at me? I drank my coffee fast to get out before somebody else would smile at me. I walked to the bus stop to catch a bus home. I looked at the queue on the bus stop that was just starting to board the bus. Why the fuck do all these people have to cram to same bus with me?
I stare at this middle aged woman who just jumped the whole queue, pushing her way to be first. I've always been irritated by egotistical bastards like her. You stupid cow, the bus doesn't move even an inch before everybody is onboard. I could dance the fucking macarena at the door and the bus wouldn't leave before I stepped in and paid my fare.

Eventhough I've always hated people, lately that hate has grown in proportion. I feel like people have become more selfish, idiotic and cruel. Almost every passer by acts like they're the navel of the world. Phones stuck to their ears they go and blabber without looking ahead. If I wouldn't dodge, these motherfuckers would bump in to me. Sometimes I'd just like to scream at them to watch the fuck where they're going. I don't know why it seems so hard nowadays for people to look around when they walk. One of these days I will ram sombody who doesn't pay attention on purpose and give them the best fury of verbal hell I can. I will ruin their week right then and there.

Irritating commutingOn the bus I sat down at a bench pair a row before the back row. Already when the bus has nudged away from the stop, an arsebrain talking to her cell had not found herself a seat. Concentrating on her cell phone, and not paying attention to other people, this five-cent fuckhead sat next to me.
Why the fuck did you have to sit down right there as there would have been empty seat pairs in bus?. Get off your goddamn call already. I don't give a shit if Marissa is such an obnoxious bitch, you yourself sound like you're a selfish and controlling drama queen. I don't see how your so called friends can stand to listen to your backstabbing of other friends. Idiot.
My irritation grew steadily as this honorary member of "fair play club" made a new call after another. As the drama queen continued her never ending one sided dialogue, I realised something, a though that lifted my mood. It was something so fundamental that I felt like I had been just enlightened.

We aren't connected, nothing combines us.
We aren't connected, nothing combines us.
We aren't connected, nothing combines us.
We aren't connected, nothing combines us.
We aren't connected, nothing combines us.
We aren't connected, nothing combines us.
We aren't connected, nothing combines us.


The mantra felt comforting, understanding the mantra's meaning felt liberating. I was totally separate from other people, their stupidity is their problem, it doesn't concern me in any way. I'll do just fine in life without other people if I want to. The fact that we are all humans doesn't signify a responsibility towards other humans. Fuck it, the drama queen can string herself up with her problems. None of my business.
I got off from the bus with a huge grin on my face.


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