| Diep: "Kelley: you shouldn't force him to hurt my feelings diep" Me: SEE! Me: told you Me: your fault Me: entirely your fault Diep: she makes me feel bad Me: you should feel bad Diep: i didn't mean for u to write insults to HER Me: you said write testimonials! Me: you never said, "but don't write to blah blah blah" Diep: r u blaming me? Me: yes Diep: i didn't write those hateful words Me: but you inspired me to Me: you told me to write insults Diep: no i didn't! Me: so i wrote insults Diep: not to her! Me: you never said, "don't write insults to kelley" Me: you just said write! Diep: but the thing is, those things that u said...they were REALLY cruel Me: you should know that! Me: you should know how i am Diep: u hit all the points that make her insecure Me: and how was I supposed to know THAT? Diep: i thought u were smart Me: i am Me: but i'm also mean Me: and i don't care much for feelings Diep: those were horrible things that u say Me: well how long have you known me? Me: how often do i say "nice" things? Diep: nvm |
| WARNING!!! Intense AIM Bullshit Ahead! WARNING!!! |
| That, people, is an AIM conversation I had a couple hours earlier with a friend. She asked me how come I never wrote any testimonials (http://www.friendster.com crap). I said that I had nothing good to say about people, but she told me to write anyways. So then I write this one testimonial to Kelley, and she says I hurt her feelings. Then Diep is all in my face about how "I" should've known better, and blah blah motherfucking blah. I hate it when this happens ... people want you to write stuff about them, you say you won't write anything nice, they say they don't give a fuck, and then when you write something insulting, they bitch at you like you made some dumbass mistake. WHAT THE GODDAMN FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE!?!?! For those of you who do not know me that well, I'm not very nice. Not very nice at all. A compliment from me is as rare as getting struck by lightning right after you find out that you won the lottery. Yeah, it's that fucking rare. I am in fact very mean. I insult, I criticize, I discriminate, I belittle, I depreciate, I etc. I am not a very happy person. Life has been shit to me, therefore, I shall be shit to people. It's a cycle of shit. I didn't go to your goddamned nice elementary schools where everyone is everyone else's "buddy." I didn't get along with everyone in class. I was picked on, I was bullied. Sarcastic remarks became my trademark. Making fun of idiots became a pastime. I wasn't taught any bullshit like "always say thank you" or "say god bless you when someone sneezes" or "always say you're welcome when someone says thank you." You don't fight fucking insults with pleasantries, you fucking retards. You fight insults with harsher insults! They say mental pain takes longer to heal than physical pain. Good. It makes me happy to know that I'm handing out pain, just like how life hands out pain to me. You try putting up with fucking black assholes ruining your otherwise perfect lunch. Or maybe try dealing with some wannabe tough guy Mexican fag who goes up to you and starts some shit. You don't get nice, you get mean! Some of you morons reading this may be asking yourselves, "What did that have to do anything with your above conversation?" It was a fucking example of how and why I'm like the way I am, idiot. Don't expect niceness from me. Never. I've taken too much shit to be nice. And even though some of you out there might say, "But Vincent, you're always so nice to me blah blah blah" shut the fuck up already. I can't be mean 24/7. Damned school would send me off to some therapy shit where they burn "herbs" in the air to get me to "loosen up." If I somehow manage a decent compliment directed towards you, don't think I actually mean what I fucking say. I'm probably thinking about how good it would feel if I shoved my foot up that fat ass of yours, or how it would feel if I was slamming a pipe on your thick skull. So there you have it, losers. Hope you have a nice day. |