dehydration killed the cat.
So. more moments where my thoughts run a muck.
I contrived these in a mood of angst, with a J attached to my skinny hand:
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[d.funked in a chair]
I'm obsessed with hating you.
I don't really know why, but I am.
There are things about you that confuse me;
you're annoying,
you're ugly, both physically and mentally.
(you're a waste of your father's load.)
Sometimes, I wonder why God put you here--was it some sort of sick joke?
Was he drunk when he created you?
Or were you sent here to show me why people like you exist?
I think I will stop engaging you.
Our conversations will be hello and goodbye.
Then, maybe you'll understand why you've got no friends?
Instead, you've gathered a pathetic trope of asskissers.
who lie to your face;
who hold your hand;
who wipe your ass when they ain't kissing it;
and stick their dicks in that deteriorating hole you call your life.
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{fin.ished}
I'm that friend--
the one you've probably considered;
self loathing,
paranoid,
kind (if I'm in love with you)
funny--but serious.
I'm the one that leaves you feeling cotton-mouthed
(but not uncomfortable)
♥
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{asphyxia}
you're so pathetic in your pride.
all the ones you abide in, are the ones you confide in...
and guess what, they confide in me.
those debilitating rumors destroyed the room you lived in,
and they destroyed the body you take for granted.
so when you sit there so sad in your little pink dress,
that hangs off of you like a fish on a wire,
still grappling with the desire to swim and move,
there i'll be with a smile on my full face, chuckling at the groove.
what a beautiful name, for such a shame.
someday, quite soon, your flesh will rot and melt.
your face will fall, your nose will turn, and your cheeks will burn.
and there i'll be with a smile on my full face, chuckling at the groove.
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Name calling, and so on
the thing about you is that you've got this tiny little face.
and a tiny little personality.
a personality full of deceit, and blame.
you play the name game so well.
you play it so well, it's almost like it's your job.
you'd be perfect for that!
point your stupid fucking finger somewhere else.
and fucking swallow your disgust, and deal with it.
.
kthxsbye!
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on a more serious note.
my cousins graduation was neat. although, there were a lot of people there for a high school graduation. he graduated with 700 people, but it took place in a stadium. a rather LARGE stadium. after, we went to his dad's house for jambalaya. it burnt my tongue, but overall was delicious. although, my family kept making jokes about me eating. apparently, my skinniness is a sign of an eating disorder. except, i don't have one because i love eating. i'm really getting sick of people thinking just coz i'm skinny i have some sort of eating problem. when the reality is, i love eating so much, that if i could, i would eat steak all day until my stomach broke open.
imagine that. EATING.
hahaha.
i'm immature.
I contrived these in a mood of angst, with a J attached to my skinny hand:
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
[d.funked in a chair]
I'm obsessed with hating you.
I don't really know why, but I am.
There are things about you that confuse me;
you're annoying,
you're ugly, both physically and mentally.
(you're a waste of your father's load.)
Sometimes, I wonder why God put you here--was it some sort of sick joke?
Was he drunk when he created you?
Or were you sent here to show me why people like you exist?
I think I will stop engaging you.
Our conversations will be hello and goodbye.
Then, maybe you'll understand why you've got no friends?
Instead, you've gathered a pathetic trope of asskissers.
who lie to your face;
who hold your hand;
who wipe your ass when they ain't kissing it;
and stick their dicks in that deteriorating hole you call your life.
---------------------------------
{fin.ished}
I'm that friend--
the one you've probably considered;
self loathing,
paranoid,
kind (if I'm in love with you)
funny--but serious.
I'm the one that leaves you feeling cotton-mouthed
(but not uncomfortable)
♥
--------------------------------
{asphyxia}
you're so pathetic in your pride.
all the ones you abide in, are the ones you confide in...
and guess what, they confide in me.
those debilitating rumors destroyed the room you lived in,
and they destroyed the body you take for granted.
so when you sit there so sad in your little pink dress,
that hangs off of you like a fish on a wire,
still grappling with the desire to swim and move,
there i'll be with a smile on my full face, chuckling at the groove.
what a beautiful name, for such a shame.
someday, quite soon, your flesh will rot and melt.
your face will fall, your nose will turn, and your cheeks will burn.
and there i'll be with a smile on my full face, chuckling at the groove.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Name calling, and so on
the thing about you is that you've got this tiny little face.
and a tiny little personality.
a personality full of deceit, and blame.
you play the name game so well.
you play it so well, it's almost like it's your job.
you'd be perfect for that!
point your stupid fucking finger somewhere else.
and fucking swallow your disgust, and deal with it.
.
kthxsbye!
-------------------------------------------------
on a more serious note.
my cousins graduation was neat. although, there were a lot of people there for a high school graduation. he graduated with 700 people, but it took place in a stadium. a rather LARGE stadium. after, we went to his dad's house for jambalaya. it burnt my tongue, but overall was delicious. although, my family kept making jokes about me eating. apparently, my skinniness is a sign of an eating disorder. except, i don't have one because i love eating. i'm really getting sick of people thinking just coz i'm skinny i have some sort of eating problem. when the reality is, i love eating so much, that if i could, i would eat steak all day until my stomach broke open.
imagine that. EATING.
hahaha.
i'm immature.