If my prayers are in vain and it is blasphemous to use God's name as such, are my prayers really sins?
The time is now and the time is up. I'm not strong enough to do shit like this anymore.
No more excuses, just answers, please.
Must kill at least part of myself to live on. Destroy the angel in the house. That captivating softness makes me itch all over with grief.
"I'll be an asshole just like you when I grow up!"
"You can't turn around and be a bitch to the next person you date."
"Well why the fuck not?"
"Because then you'll find someone who truly loves you and you'll blow it. Just like i'm doing right now."
"Ha. Fuck you. I wish you were here right now so you could see my middle finger and I could tell you in person to sit and spin."
Do sit and spin, darling.
Lesson #1 Be arrogant
Lesson #2 Never be monogamous
Lesson #3 Do what's right for YOU!
Lesson #4 Feel nothing
Lesson #5 Treat all women like objects
Follow these five easy steps and you too can get yourself a wife. Also see: wooden club and Mesolithic procurement.
I will play by your rules and we will see what terms we arrive at. Cat and mouse and I am watching you. Game set and match. You've fallen. To your knees.
You can't have your cake and eat it too, you fucking diabetic.
P.S. I really don't care if you're dying, dad. Don't use your poor health to blackmail me into bowing down to you ever again. I waited 20 years for a father and now you can wait an eternity for nothing.
"Dad, I love you" -Me (lying)
"Bye." **Hangs up** -Dad
"Honey, your father loves you, but in a weird way" -Mom
"That's funny. Last time I checked I didn't love him at all." -Me
I hate you. Last Christmas, I had enough of a conscience to pretend that I loved you, but now I could give a fuck if you die alone. I guess that makes two of us.
Sorry God. I guess I suck after all.
If everyone in the world died in an explosion while I was sleeping, i'd still be waking up to nothing.
The time is now and the time is up. I'm not strong enough to do shit like this anymore.
No more excuses, just answers, please.
Must kill at least part of myself to live on. Destroy the angel in the house. That captivating softness makes me itch all over with grief.
"I'll be an asshole just like you when I grow up!"
"You can't turn around and be a bitch to the next person you date."
"Well why the fuck not?"
"Because then you'll find someone who truly loves you and you'll blow it. Just like i'm doing right now."
"Ha. Fuck you. I wish you were here right now so you could see my middle finger and I could tell you in person to sit and spin."
Do sit and spin, darling.
Lesson #1 Be arrogant
Lesson #2 Never be monogamous
Lesson #3 Do what's right for YOU!
Lesson #4 Feel nothing
Lesson #5 Treat all women like objects
Follow these five easy steps and you too can get yourself a wife. Also see: wooden club and Mesolithic procurement.
I will play by your rules and we will see what terms we arrive at. Cat and mouse and I am watching you. Game set and match. You've fallen. To your knees.
You can't have your cake and eat it too, you fucking diabetic.
P.S. I really don't care if you're dying, dad. Don't use your poor health to blackmail me into bowing down to you ever again. I waited 20 years for a father and now you can wait an eternity for nothing.
"Dad, I love you" -Me (lying)
"Bye." **Hangs up** -Dad
"Honey, your father loves you, but in a weird way" -Mom
"That's funny. Last time I checked I didn't love him at all." -Me
I hate you. Last Christmas, I had enough of a conscience to pretend that I loved you, but now I could give a fuck if you die alone. I guess that makes two of us.
Sorry God. I guess I suck after all.
If everyone in the world died in an explosion while I was sleeping, i'd still be waking up to nothing.
You got yourself a lesbro, and he's mr boyfriend!
teehee
::smile::