Behind the Mask
Alright.. so I'm in an extremely pissy fucking mood today.. Work was so fucking boring and frustrating and of course everyone has to act like they have a mental illness. ...I won't get to talk to Kayla today.. that's doesn't make me pissy.. but a little sad because I miss her.. ::sigh::
What really got me going was that someone just HAD to fucking call and make me think about them.. Fuck you.. did you really think I could care anymore? did you really think I would waste one ounce of sympathy on your pathetic emotions? All you ever fucking did was put me down, even as I lifted you up.. you got what you fucking wanted, I wasn't needed any more.. But you know what? You can pretend all you fucking want that you're all intelligent now and a succesful person, but you'll never be anything close to me.. does that sound cocky? Fucking good! It should.. I don't see how I could have wasted my fucking time listening to your shit and trying to conform to your boring existence. You and your family can fucking rot in your religious shitheap.. What really pisses me off is that you got any sort of reaction from me.. You just had to call and put you back on my mind.. just had to rub shit in.. oh, you're doing so well and all.. fucking dream on bitch.. maybe someday you'll grow a soul and realize just how fucking sad you are.....
Ok.. I feel a little better now.... but I wish Kayla was here...
hmm.. random Wyll song time..
Sadistic Devotion
I am the gun under your bed
I am the spasms in your head
I will fuck your mind to death
I will lay your love to rest
You are the reason that I pray
You are the reason that I hate
You will steal my soul again
You will conceal my shame in sin
I am your god of cries and sweat
I am the rapist you try to forget
I will strip you of emotion
I will show you sadistic devotion
You are the only thought I carry
You are the body I once buried
You will awaken and know my love
You will be my pure and bleeding dove
We are the seducers of ice
We are the incarnations of worldly vice
We will know no mortal end
We will destroy each other again
What really got me going was that someone just HAD to fucking call and make me think about them.. Fuck you.. did you really think I could care anymore? did you really think I would waste one ounce of sympathy on your pathetic emotions? All you ever fucking did was put me down, even as I lifted you up.. you got what you fucking wanted, I wasn't needed any more.. But you know what? You can pretend all you fucking want that you're all intelligent now and a succesful person, but you'll never be anything close to me.. does that sound cocky? Fucking good! It should.. I don't see how I could have wasted my fucking time listening to your shit and trying to conform to your boring existence. You and your family can fucking rot in your religious shitheap.. What really pisses me off is that you got any sort of reaction from me.. You just had to call and put you back on my mind.. just had to rub shit in.. oh, you're doing so well and all.. fucking dream on bitch.. maybe someday you'll grow a soul and realize just how fucking sad you are.....
Ok.. I feel a little better now.... but I wish Kayla was here...
hmm.. random Wyll song time..
Sadistic Devotion
I am the gun under your bed
I am the spasms in your head
I will fuck your mind to death
I will lay your love to rest
You are the reason that I pray
You are the reason that I hate
You will steal my soul again
You will conceal my shame in sin
I am your god of cries and sweat
I am the rapist you try to forget
I will strip you of emotion
I will show you sadistic devotion
You are the only thought I carry
You are the body I once buried
You will awaken and know my love
You will be my pure and bleeding dove
We are the seducers of ice
We are the incarnations of worldly vice
We will know no mortal end
We will destroy each other again