Here I am. Here to tell a story to you barbarians about true talent.

You uneducated
animals will soon see the artistic genius that is, *giggles* me!
I do not only excel in the humble art of sculpture, painting, music, and dance- but I
am also a patron of the cultural cornucopia! Museums, theatres, and auditoriumsIve been there!
It all began when I was a young artist. In elementary school, I was always the
popular one. Proud, keen, and majestic, I walked the halls and my classmates were
bowing down at my very presence, kissing the ground I walk oOh, whats the use.
Im just making a fool of myself- of course, no one liked me.
No one ever bother to understand me and my awesome talent. You know, in
elementary school, I used to sit by the dumpster all by myself. The stench was
horrific and putrid and ugh, but at least it gave me time to think about my future.
And dont get me started on high school ha Most likely to suck eggs. Those
idiots.
And right now, I fucking HATE my job. My boss is a greedy douchebag and I never
get any attention as an employee. It sucks- the pay is bad, the conditions are
terrible, and Im forced to interact with these brainless, scum-ridden, assholes. I
never did like any of the customers In fact, I hate everyone in this town.
Even my parents dont understand. They always tell me Squidward Quincy
Tentacles! Youre almost 35 and youre still alone! When will you finally give me
grandchildren?! God, it just confuses me even more when she says that shit. How
am I supposed to know? Ive never found any interest in women I probably never
will maybe Im gay I dont know and frankly, I dont care.
My therapist tells me that I have a severe case of narcissism and I use it as a sort of
defense mechanism because I lacked that feeling of self-worth when I was younger.
Ugh my therapist is an idiot. The fact is that everyone I know is an idiot. Im most
definitely the smartest, most talented being in this town and everyone is just too
consumed in their uncultured waste to realize that.
(beat)
I started having nightmares. Id be playing in a concert and everyone would just
start booing, and jeering at me and there would be so much malice in their
voices almost likeId wake up screaming, and then it would be so difficult to
head back to sleep. I would just sit there and cry until I fell unconscious.
I was never always like this not until my loud, idiotic, and obnoxious neighbour
moved in beside me.

He is always so annoying, being up early every morning, with the biggest smile on
his face and it just makes me sick to my stomach seeing it. And all he wants to do is
go FUCKING JELLYFISHING.