lil_billy_ben

I'm not gonna say what makes me most angry because I don't know yet and I can't even think of what has made me most angry to date.... soooo, off the top of my head, I was going to say that whining makes me angry. People whining about relationships and bullshite, but that just annoys me to a point where all my neurons fuse together and start tuning me out and either bringing me into a healthy trance like nod mhmmm, right, as I ash into your purse state or uber bitch mode.

But that's not real anger, is it? I get angry when people fuck with my sister. I have three older sisters, but one still lives at home and I'm very protective of her. She has low self esteem and works at a Blockbuster... somehow I felt that those two went hand in hand. She used to be anorexic all throughout highschool and now that she's going to community college, she's put on a few extra pounds, because my family is, how do I put this lightly, naturally fatty fatt fatt, and also because she doesn't know how to eat, really. But this guy used to come in and tell her shite like she had a beautiful face and she should stop worrying about her face because guys didn't really look at anything above the neck. He was a regular and he would always tell her when she was gaining weight. Peggy would come home and cry for hours. I met this fuck once. His name is Bob and he's a catty fuck who apparently feels it's his mission to tell everyone what's 'wrong' with them in a blunt manner. I was 16 or 17 at the time and had orange hair. I didn't realize this was the fuck who had been harrassing Peggy, otherwise, I would have unloaded a few choice words of my own on his pastey ass. Peggy Bob and I were all smoking a cigarette, Peggy obviously uneasy, when bob starts to ask me about my hair and why I feel the need to go out of my way and be 'different.' I looked at him point blanc and asked him if he asked every bleached hooker why she went out of her way to look like everyone else? But to answer his question, I told him that to me this was aesthetic, to me this was beautiful, and I really didn't give a shite what anybody else thought about it. And then I mentioned my influences as well, lola rennt and a clockwork orange and the dick swaggler bent down in my presence and choked on his own critiques.
So what makes me angry? When people fuck with Peggy.

your question: have you ever been jerkin yourself and out of the blue, just before you spooge, a really odd and disturbing, and perhaps horrifically beautiful image popped into your head that pushed you over?