What really grinds my gears is when that one person in a group or set of friends is always sad. Always. And you wonder why nobody likes you. Because you're a depressed bitch all the time. I mean come on, smile or be happy atleast once a week. People, your friends, try to help, but you are just awful. Now you're loosing friends, which is relieving everyone else (Friends who you lost) because they don't have to have downer on them all the time. Now gears are being ungrinded, so I'm done.
-That grinds Jack Spicer's gears.