I hate sharing and lending personal objects. Like my shorts. Or my soap. I also hate people who give me the evil eye when I say no. Seriously, it's like asking if you can borrow my undies. And excu-use me. YOU are trying to borrow something from me. I don't owe you anything. So you don't have to speak like you're talking to someone inferior. In fact, the borrower is a slave to the lender. SO JUST GET FUUUCKIN KNOCKED DOWN BY A CAR ALREADY >:(

I think I have a lot of pent up anger inside me. But I won't write it on my blog.
Yet.