...bollocks...
right, so aside from alot of the usual fucked up ramblings that like to run through me 'ead, I've now got meself fucking stuck on a british accent which is really startin' to bugger all! I mean fuckin 'ell!
*sigh*
Worse is worse, but to not be able to understand half the shit that comes into my already fucked up 'ead has got to be one of the most confusing states of mental capacity I have ever found meself. Now! Get this shit right 'ere! It's come to me attention that I have a bit of a problem. Me bein me, I see honesty as bein the best way to take care of something. But in a case such as this I believe that being COMPLETELY honest will undoubetedly result in me getting me bum 'anded back to meself on a silver platter with a quaint l'il sign telling me to politely-like "SOD OFF!" (Ya see what I'm gettin at? It's a fuckin wanker in my ear spinnin yard about shit that probably doesn't make a lick o' difference to me, but the way he says it just gets me brassed listening to the l'il fucker!) So anyways, I've been acting sort of "odd" around particular people, mostly because I'm not really sure how to handle meself around them cause I'd rather not make a fuckin ass of meself in front of em and at the same time I'd like for them to not think there's anything different between us. But there obviously is, otherwise I wouldn't be fuckin spazin all the goddamned time! REGARDLESS! I think I need to get away......and by get away I mean I think I really just need to get out there and mingle....have some random dishy totty come over for a quick shag and get the fuck on with me life......cuz MY LIFE, my everything has already gone on without me....moved on, moved up, just keeps on move, and every move take her further from my grasps....funny word "grasps"....but entirely true....the only way I could have had a chance of keeping her around is with some form of force.....and we all know that wouldn't have lasted long....*sigh*
Well, if you'll excuse me, I've got to go beat me todger, about the only form of "joy" I have left in this world.
*sigh*
Worse is worse, but to not be able to understand half the shit that comes into my already fucked up 'ead has got to be one of the most confusing states of mental capacity I have ever found meself. Now! Get this shit right 'ere! It's come to me attention that I have a bit of a problem. Me bein me, I see honesty as bein the best way to take care of something. But in a case such as this I believe that being COMPLETELY honest will undoubetedly result in me getting me bum 'anded back to meself on a silver platter with a quaint l'il sign telling me to politely-like "SOD OFF!" (Ya see what I'm gettin at? It's a fuckin wanker in my ear spinnin yard about shit that probably doesn't make a lick o' difference to me, but the way he says it just gets me brassed listening to the l'il fucker!) So anyways, I've been acting sort of "odd" around particular people, mostly because I'm not really sure how to handle meself around them cause I'd rather not make a fuckin ass of meself in front of em and at the same time I'd like for them to not think there's anything different between us. But there obviously is, otherwise I wouldn't be fuckin spazin all the goddamned time! REGARDLESS! I think I need to get away......and by get away I mean I think I really just need to get out there and mingle....have some random dishy totty come over for a quick shag and get the fuck on with me life......cuz MY LIFE, my everything has already gone on without me....moved on, moved up, just keeps on move, and every move take her further from my grasps....funny word "grasps"....but entirely true....the only way I could have had a chance of keeping her around is with some form of force.....and we all know that wouldn't have lasted long....*sigh*
Well, if you'll excuse me, I've got to go beat me todger, about the only form of "joy" I have left in this world.