I was born there, I was raised there. Keep me the fuck out of there. Esthetically, it is a beautiful town. Fuck off. Who cares.
I fucking hate that place. I would and do take this little shit ass town I live in now over that pompous old city any day.
Yeah, it has beautiful oak trees that could probably tell you stories that are out of this world, it has graveyards that are so old that a wind storm tore up all those big oak trees and uprooted the dead (well, that was cool- I'll give ya that). But, its fucking history, its fucking artist elitist community MAKE ME SICK.
I fucking hate that place. I don't care how pretty they make it- it's all a lie, a sham.
It's the dirtiest town I every did see. I hate its dirty beauty. I hate my history there.
They- it, can kiss my ass.
Fuck you *********, ** and the contents therein (except those of you I still like, of course- you know who you are).
I fucking hate that place. I would and do take this little shit ass town I live in now over that pompous old city any day.
Yeah, it has beautiful oak trees that could probably tell you stories that are out of this world, it has graveyards that are so old that a wind storm tore up all those big oak trees and uprooted the dead (well, that was cool- I'll give ya that). But, its fucking history, its fucking artist elitist community MAKE ME SICK.
I fucking hate that place. I don't care how pretty they make it- it's all a lie, a sham.
It's the dirtiest town I every did see. I hate its dirty beauty. I hate my history there.
They- it, can kiss my ass.
Fuck you *********, ** and the contents therein (except those of you I still like, of course- you know who you are).
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I should write about my hometown, too...
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