Literary fucking genocide (for everyone who hasn't already realised, this is a PARODY)
Yeah, so...my life's shit. I was sitting in class today and the teacher (facist) started rubbing the board down. The words just , like, dissapeared. It was like he was killing the words, all of the beautiful letters, it was...like they had never even been written at all. It was literary fucking genocide. I was so depressed after that, all i could think about for the rest of the day was death, i just had to go to private study and quietly weep to myself.
Oh yeah, and i hate everyone. Especially people with names like all of the people i know. God, i just hate them. And i hope you're all reading this, it's not my fault i'm so in-touch with my emotions, you don't have to ridicule me just because i'm not a conformist. I found out that one of my 'friends' likes to sing along to the theme tune of Happy Days today. Just as i thought i was fitting in, coming out of my shell, and it's like everything i've ever known has been turned upside down. You think you know people, but they'll wait until you turn your back and then stab your with their bloody knives of betrayal. That reminds me of an MCR song actually.
God, i just hate it when people sing along to the theme tune of Happy Days.
I offered someone a fruit pastel today and they said "no thanks". I mean, can you believe it? It may sound completely innocuous, but believe me, it was a reply just filled with malice. It was like a metaphor for how nobody understands me. It was a red fruit pastel as well, and they're my favourites.
If anybody wants some, then go ahead and leave a comment and i'll leave an equally hate filled comment.
Oh yeah, and i hate everyone. Especially people with names like all of the people i know. God, i just hate them. And i hope you're all reading this, it's not my fault i'm so in-touch with my emotions, you don't have to ridicule me just because i'm not a conformist. I found out that one of my 'friends' likes to sing along to the theme tune of Happy Days today. Just as i thought i was fitting in, coming out of my shell, and it's like everything i've ever known has been turned upside down. You think you know people, but they'll wait until you turn your back and then stab your with their bloody knives of betrayal. That reminds me of an MCR song actually.
God, i just hate it when people sing along to the theme tune of Happy Days.
I offered someone a fruit pastel today and they said "no thanks". I mean, can you believe it? It may sound completely innocuous, but believe me, it was a reply just filled with malice. It was like a metaphor for how nobody understands me. It was a red fruit pastel as well, and they're my favourites.
If anybody wants some, then go ahead and leave a comment and i'll leave an equally hate filled comment.