So uh...good job asshole
yeah I don't really care about many people's feelings anymore. I was walking to class when some army recruiter said "how you doing?" If I wasn't deep in thought, I know I would have said, "fuck off, faggot". Shit like this happens every day at Wal-Mart. Damn it, I've just become a sarcastic asshole. But you know what, fuck it. Anyway I got a Turbonegro cd. Alright, don't say mother fucker, mother fucker, don't wipe your sole on the curb, lil puppy needs a helping hand to rub your face in the dirt. Sure. Yeah anyway, valentines is a stupid holliday. Buy some cards and flowers or candy and a teddy bear, if you don't we will make you feel guilty. Don't have a girl/guy to buy things for, you sad sad person you. fuck valentines, but more importantly fuck relationships. Again. My jeans have a huge hole in the knee. Oh, random note I thought up last night, if you had dicks for feet, would you have to be aroused to walk around? Yeah that's about it. Fuck off, and good afternoon.