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You know what I Hate? Laying in my bed, when I haven't slept for over 48 hours, and I have one of thoes headacks that will only go away with sleep. No amount of tylonal will cure it, only sleep, and the clock is beeming 4:53 a.m. with it's red light, and the brain just wont, WONT STOP THINKING!!!!! Make's me pretty angry, yup, sure does. You know what I Love? Being, 'To fucked up to care anymore'. FUCK its a good feeling, and I ain't talking bout no dope or booze, I'm sayin' your just to fucked up offa life, and all the bullshit it spits at you. It's almost orgasmic for me, just to lay back, and talk to the people who 'care' for you, look them straight in the eye, and/or tell them with a nice cold voice, I don't give a shit! Fuck it! God it's nice, it's the evolution to becoming a full fledged asshole, and hey, since I am already, I guess we're all good. I DON'T GIVE A FUCK! and I'm happy cuz of it! You know what I Hate? Being alone. I have never been as alone as I am here. Friends. The consept of them has really chainged. I mean, what is a friend? I know there are people who are there for me. I suppose I should be happy about that. But it is so rare that anyone ever talks to me, I only get phone calls from two people, and they are quite rare. Only one person starts conversations with me on a regular basis over msn. Only one person sends me letters. It's kinda hard to take it even one day at a time. Alone. Far from anywhere. Life will get better. Right? You know what I Hate? The harsh realitys of life, and knowing that you are a mother-fuckin' pice of shit and you will never amount to nothing. It's depressing to think about but it is the harsh realitys of this fucking world. People are two faced. They are never who you think they are, because the person you knew could never do the things they do when your not around, and they would never say these things unless your back was turned. You know what I Really Fuckin' Hate? Winnipeg. I fucking hate that god forsaken hell hole. If my brother didn't live there, I know I would never go back. Not even for my friends, If they want to see me that badly, they can come see me here. I fucking hate that city, and more so, the people in the city. All sheep, fakes, bullshit, back-stabbers, drunks, racists, faggots, pussys, talk about being hardcore? YOU LIVE IN WINNIPEG BITCH!
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I Dreamed I Died destroy all destroy all or nothing I dreamed I died, ended up at the gates of Heaven greeted by a man saint someone, said how’s the ride son? it’s been alright, at times a little rough, why am I here? you did alright, lived a little dark and that’s alright ‘cause we made the darkside and the rightside is to have no fear no fear my whole life flashed in front of me I saw everything that I was and what I had done even let me look back on some good times for a little fun yes a little fun and then I heard damn boy you done good did the every little thing that you could and then I heard damn boy you done good damn good when you hear the call bury them all destroy all or nothing when I hear the call I will bury them all I will destroy all or nothing when the sky opened up and the clouds parted clear there wasn’t any doubt to why I was here and I knew I’d done a good job, the best job that I could do so now it was time to move on, to get on to get back to the question of why I was here and what I had learned no fear my whole life flashed in front of me I saw everything that I was and what I had done even let me look back on some good times for a little fun yes a little fun and then I heard damn boy you done good did every little thing that you could and then I heard damn boy you done good damn good when you hear the call bury them all destroy all or nothing when I hear the call I will bury them all I will destroy all or nothing my whole life flashed in front of my eyes goddamn, wake up bad dream bad dream when you hear the call bury them all destroy all or nothing when I hear the call I will bury them all I will destroy all or nothing |