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| February 15th, 2001 Ok ya'll.. I'm gonna start posting some wonderful little wholesome thoughts of my own on this site. I figure, what is it if not MY site? Ya know? And what better way to make it MY site but piss on the proverbial tire. So.. here's my wonderful golden stream. Hello all, and welcome to my thoughts. You don't know me, and that's my goal in life. I have one little thought for all of you to ponder as your sitting on your respective toilets taking the largest, smelliest crap of your entire life... What is with people? Do you ever notice how everyone else is either more stupid, more opinionated, more ANNOYING than you EVER could be? Alright... Ignore them. Or.. If you're like me and HAVE to deal with them, treat them like you would like to be treated if you were being a whiny ass bastard. LAUGH AT THEM, always a good way of being beat the holy-fuck out of when you get off work. With those three little gems of advice, I think I'll go laugh at some fat bastard that used to make fun of me when I was a kid. |
| February 14th, 2001 I gotta vent here, and I'm sure a few of ya'll out there in cyberspace will agree with me. What is it with people and Valentine's Day? You ever wonder why they choose the SAME day as the rest of the world to "express their undying love" Oh PLEEEEEASE!!! Sounds like one LOG of an excuse to me and if you expect me to swallow it, you got another thing cuming. Oh geez.. was that a typo or WHAT!! Either way, I myself have felt the tug to conform to the Valentine's frenzy. The red clouds my mind, the hypnotizing hearts, and inevitably every year, my tiny little blackened heart will begin to fill with incredible hopeful love and turn bright crimson only to suddenly deflate after a glorious 24 hours of flight. Geez.. talk about a terrible let-down. Worse than any hangover is the chocolate stains on your chin after a full night of blubbering into a heart shaped box of sweets that you bought yourself in some pathetic attempt at raising your spirits about being a fat assed lazy lonely cunt squirting tears like some bitch. Happy Valentine's you single ugly dick. Hope you get ass punched by your neighbor this holiday!! And let that stand for all the couples out there too! |
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| February 16th, 2001 I'm writing this in advance, while I still have a burn on for certain little bitches who will remain nameless (you ass). Why is it, when you find someone you just completely connect with something goes wrong? Is it like.. a formula? Got guy I like-check, Got guy I trust-check, got a problem-check.. SCORE!!! Alright Alex, I'd like dick sucking for 300. Ugh. I'm pretty much disgusted with people right about now. Lonely, lonely, LONELY people... all of them, wandering about finding solace in other's lonely bodies. And they're scared too. I'm not scared, dammit. I'm NOT!! pffft.. who am I kidding?! What are you looking at? Quit reading me, dammit, this is my private thoughts. I'm scared too, scared that I'm gonna be one of those lonely people bumping into walls when I'm thirty-five, no kids, no family, no friends, just a damn business that I've sold my soul to. Devil of the 20th century is the almighty dollar and people's ego. The ego is what they don't want to swallow, no one wants to be wrong, no one wants to be responsible, no one wants to be held liable for any wrong thing that someone else does, whether that be their child or someone they've connected their life with in front of God and country. Damn fools. I've given up my ego before, even though it seems to be pretty much in evidence right now, I have, honestly and truly, and what do I get? WHAT DO I GET! I get some asshole saying he's not ready to do the same. Whoo hoo.. lucky me. So, you lonely bastards out there reading this in your darkened closets.. listen up. You find someone you think you can connect with.. you better not hold something back because you're afraid. In that giving up of yourself is where you'll find yourself. Mark my words. And in giving up of yourself, I don't mean exchanging saliva or semen with each other.. I mean truly exchanging information, intelligence, innocence... just TALK, ya'll... you'll find someone inside yourself that you never knew was there. I'm out. |
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