iamthelizardking

1. Roughly 2 days ago, I was backing out of my friends driveway . . . then I hit a truck across the street. I didn't stop or check for damage, as I drive an 88 Toyota pickup with a wooden bed. And I sure as hell wasn't going to ask how I was going to pay him. Today, around 8:30, I get a call from the fucking pigs. Of course it's about that. I called them back, the pig who called me was busy, so, I get to wait until he calls me back. While I may not have half of the bills that you or your friend or that guy or that girl has, I can HARDLY keep up with the 2 main ones I have, now that my job has become not so steady. And it's into the unknown I go . . . .

2. I fucking hate eyebrow piercings. Who the fuck thought of those STUPID pieces of shit anyways?

3. If you haven't caught on, the rest of this post is going to be all anger.

4. Almost ran some cunt off the road yesterday after she cut me off so badly she damned near hit me. It's kind of good I was blinded by anger, because the more I thought about it as I was driving home, the more I thought I could have totally taken her off the road with little damage to my truck, as I have a pushbar. I mainly thought about slashing her tires, probably all of them, and while she bitched and moaned in her car, I would have told her that if she dared to get out, she would probably end up bleeding to death. Thank god I didn't get this call yesterday.

5. The girl I've been showing interest in, wasting my gas for, burning money I don't have for, has opted for "friends". There's a surprise.

6. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.

7. This part of my rant will probably go over the best. Marlowe, today's new girl. I like her none. It's probably just all bent up anger with the fucking world, but it changes my mood none. I really think it was that fucking eyebrow ring that set me off. How rediculous is that?

8. Well, I don't cut or hurt myself, nor have I ever had any suicidal plans or ideas, I tend to project my anger outwards. So, just wait for my next rant about being in fucking jail.

Tyler.