You know when, like, like... oh my GOD you can just feel the rage sink it's fucking FANGS into your skin at the nape of your neck and pulls and your skin goes all tight and these fucking SHIVERS before your jaw starts to fucking ACHE it's clenched so hard?
I think, I THINK, if I punched some motherfucker in the face I would laugh until I fucking puked. Oh my god oh my GOD I would just to hear them fucking WHINE and CRY about it, that's all they're fucking good for anyway, mortal assbags, WHINE WHINE WHINE.
Ahhhhhhhh, I'm turning into fucking Acheron. BROTHER, ATTITUDE OSMOSIS? NOT COOL.
[Unrestrained laughter, positively reveling. Angry, jealous, bitter people are everywhere. Like, you know, all the time everywhere - not immediately everywhere. Though they're sort of that too. All the time. Just, you know - more now. It's like fucking Christmahanukwanzaadon or something.]
Oh GODS oh gods oh gods they're perfect and fucking BEAUTIFUL, man, no two shits about it.
[He groans, despondent, voice sounding distant as he's lying on his back, a dramatic arm flung over his eyes.]
Like... like... FUCK, THIS IS FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. [Hands in the air, gesticulating for everything and nothing, every rude gesture he's ever seen in his life and ones he feels he should get a fucking aware for making up. He's all but yelling until he rolls over in bed amid a flurry of limbs and sheets and crawls right up to his laptop, looking the camera in the eye, entire being summed up in one large blue eye.] Bitch. Let's go out. Let's go fucking chain smoke in the fucking Toys 'R' Us and ride their fucking Ferris wheel. LET'S GO.
Really? Really can we? Can we please? FUCK, yes. [There's a thump - prompted, more likely than not, by him tripping over his own feet in order to look for his shoes - a rather creative string of curses, and another helpless fit of laughter.] And we can throw shit from the top at unsuspecting passerbys and scream all sorts of words that parents don't want their darling fucking children to pick up. Ohgod, you're my fucking hero.
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You know when, like, like... oh my GOD you can just feel the rage sink it's fucking FANGS into your skin at the nape of your neck and pulls and your skin goes all tight and these fucking SHIVERS before your jaw starts to fucking ACHE it's clenched so hard?
I think, I THINK, if I punched some motherfucker in the face I would laugh until I fucking puked. Oh my god oh my GOD I would just to hear them fucking WHINE and CRY about it, that's all they're fucking good for anyway, mortal assbags, WHINE WHINE WHINE.
Ahhhhhhhh, I'm turning into fucking Acheron. BROTHER, ATTITUDE OSMOSIS? NOT COOL.
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Bunch'a bitter fucks, really.
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[He groans, despondent, voice sounding distant as he's lying on his back, a dramatic arm flung over his eyes.]
Like... like... FUCK, THIS IS FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. [Hands in the air, gesticulating for everything and nothing, every rude gesture he's ever seen in his life and ones he feels he should get a fucking aware for making up. He's all but yelling until he rolls over in bed amid a flurry of limbs and sheets and crawls right up to his laptop, looking the camera in the eye, entire being summed up in one large blue eye.] Bitch. Let's go out. Let's go fucking chain smoke in the fucking Toys 'R' Us and ride their fucking Ferris wheel. LET'S GO.
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[He giggles.]
Really? Really can we? Can we please? FUCK, yes. [There's a thump - prompted, more likely than not, by him tripping over his own feet in order to look for his shoes - a rather creative string of curses, and another helpless fit of laughter.] And we can throw shit from the top at unsuspecting passerbys and scream all sorts of words that parents don't want their darling fucking children to pick up. Ohgod, you're my fucking hero.
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