loser lying normie scum
so, the open door motto is a shame, and though spoken words make me feel welcome, between the line and hidden in the eyes is something entirely different. why the fuck dont people say what they mean? i can handle rudeness, i cant fucking stand those who say one thing and mean another. their liars, plain and simple. pussy ass liars who cant stand to let their will be the way. sorry, i'm just pissed, a bunch of dumn crap about possesions and respect. i have pretty much 95% of my stuff in the basement here, and when i get here i find half of the important stuff looted, and the other half being put to use around the house, hell even my electric guitar was loaned out. i was pissed about the stuff being stolen, but the stuff being put to use? go for it! use my amp, play my guitar, after all there is nothing worse than uneaten food, put it to use if i'm not, right?
anyways, the kids (my age kids) are all freaked out that i played their x-box when they wer'nt there, and now their all pissy because i asked to hook up my hard drive for music and they said "yes" but meant no, and i'm seriously considering robbery. show them how it is to have their prizes takin out from under there noses without apology.
mick to, just because he justifies my loss, "it was my fault" he says "you told me to give it away" he says, i didnt by the way, i fucking didnt. the he justifies his sons, that they have the right to be pissy. not with my fucking amp hooked up to their bass, and my guitar in someone elses house they dont. not with the art supplies i had packed away in a box now sitting in their fucking pen holders they dont. fuck em. revenge shall be MINE, not the lords in this house of god. i blame christians for every major crap-up for the past 2005 years, and most of the little ones as well.
fucking normies.
anyway, had a big meal, breaded porkchops, tons of veggies, rice, mashed potatoes and a beer.
i'm going to wait on my girl, chainsmoke a pack of cigarettes, and think about grabbing some pills before i start lighting matches.
anyways, the kids (my age kids) are all freaked out that i played their x-box when they wer'nt there, and now their all pissy because i asked to hook up my hard drive for music and they said "yes" but meant no, and i'm seriously considering robbery. show them how it is to have their prizes takin out from under there noses without apology.
mick to, just because he justifies my loss, "it was my fault" he says "you told me to give it away" he says, i didnt by the way, i fucking didnt. the he justifies his sons, that they have the right to be pissy. not with my fucking amp hooked up to their bass, and my guitar in someone elses house they dont. not with the art supplies i had packed away in a box now sitting in their fucking pen holders they dont. fuck em. revenge shall be MINE, not the lords in this house of god. i blame christians for every major crap-up for the past 2005 years, and most of the little ones as well.
fucking normies.
anyway, had a big meal, breaded porkchops, tons of veggies, rice, mashed potatoes and a beer.
i'm going to wait on my girl, chainsmoke a pack of cigarettes, and think about grabbing some pills before i start lighting matches.