A weird Polish tourist who just won't leave you alone and won't take no for an answer.
While traveling to the country of France, I unfortunately encountered a very arrogant and strange Polish stalker.
She's a real cunt and a bitch, if you know what I mean.
God save the Queen, she aint no human bein
queen elizabeth ii is a spoiled brat
Hi, I'm Holden Caulfield.
I don't do my work at school, even though I'm super-intelligent and know I could ace anything in school I wanted. I pretend to be dumb, so people will ignore me. I'm an underachiever but I know I could do better. I could dream if I want to, but dreams are merely fake. Teachers are always frustrated. They bully me, so what's the point in trying? Also, girls don't tend to like me much... they almost always go for the guy who's popular, in football, has all the money. I get called a dweeb a lot. I have low frustration tolerance. When I was running at track I felt so higher than everyone in the class I felt like I could kill almost everybody, frustration makes me crazy. Even though I wasn't the best runner & almost finished close to last, I know that I deserve more respect than this. Damn society forcing me to do this bullshit. Saying football is only good for raising your social status, and impressing females. I had sex with a prostitute. Sex is kinda overrated. It wasn't as good as I was hoping it would be. No, no feelings were reciprocated. Oh well. Teachers tell me I have potential but school and society is so fake. I hate the fakeness of it all. I just don't give a shit, man. It's so phony. Everything in society & about society is phony. It's a sick fuckin world. We all live in lies. Why even try? Who is there to impress? No one there to impress except myself. I'm Holden, you are all fake & lower than me in terms of universal intelligence.
^^Holden Caulfield is the main protagonist character in the 1951 J.D. Salinger novel Catcher in the Rye