violenttortoise

Sorry, faithful readers, but tonight I have nothing but absolute hate and odium in me... so to avoid offending all them whiny jerk-offs who cruise journals looking for something unpleasant to complain about.. (Oh gosh... that was unintentional, wasn't it?) I shall refrain from writing anything further in this journal.

Other than this:

I hope all my supposed "friends" contract jungle crotchrot and die in a manner that would result in the kind of story that leaves one emptying the contents of their stomachs into the nearest toilet bowl. Motherbitches!

Gosh, I feel better already.

P.S. HOLY FUCK! WHAT IN THE HOLY A1 SAUCE!?!?! I just took a look at the link is SG Cherry's journal at the "Mr. Men" books... and a rush of flashbacks slammed into me like Princess Di's car did in that tunnel in Paris... christ..

P.P.S
One moment, I'm here... as i always am. Angry, grumpy, pissed off... and hating well, pretty much everybody.. and THEN I go straight back to 2nd grade...

P.P.P.S I swear, if that happens again my heart will explode and I'll bleed from my ears..

P.P.P.P.S. Fuck you.