drunk opening up post 2006
i just wanted you to consider the possibility that i hated you and i wanted you to recognize the probability of me getting it, knowing i’m your fucking monkey, knowing what a fucking sideshow-act our friendship is.
you think i take this as seriously as you? you think i don’t know what a novelty i am to you? you think i AM laughing along with you, whilst chatting online ha ha ha i’m so funnily vulnerable ha ha ha i’m the whipping boy again how tres chic am i yet again, please please point out the things i say and do more, more, more please like i carefully haven’t scripted it all myself cos i certainly don’t get it thank you anon. comments – thanks far away st. john’s nobodies thank you for setting shit straight for me nothing nobodies who get it more than i thank you for telling me my necklace is not the right length you tried to deal long enough but now you realise it’s too long therefore axe it raymi, no goods sorry.
here you 1. fuck you
2. you read my blog you are less than fuck all nothing to me, please oh please tell me again, how i am indebted to you, the everything i say and do bullshit
anyway i can’t help but feel like i have earned the right to be above and beyond the realm of political anything the fuck correctness anymore seeing as i can barely type/ see/ comprehend shit anymore – less than two weeks ago when i was prattling on about natives whateverthefuck someone was all bla bla raymi you should feel responsible etc etc etc all of a sudden people are taking me seriously?!!!?!? um perhaps maybe 4/100 of you fucktits care what i have to say, over 6 years running and all of a sudden i am being accounted for!? uh weird.
funny how all this shit came about when fuckhead matthew good left/right-wing baby diapers bandwagon political gayfaces turned onto me – not dissing my friend matt in any shape or form jussayin he’s got a lot of right winger/teenager jealous obese stalkers on his tail who can’t help but make message community boards dissing people who so much as look at him and it makes me want to rip my hair out and set it on fire how angry i get, like, FUUUUUUCK, fuck, FUCK! there was like 7 pages dedicated to me, ME! it was totally flattering and annoying at the same time.
especially since i was being ripped apart by fat pimply fucks born in 1989 um hi give me your address so i can meet up with your mom so she can eat my vagina cos obvs. she’s a hot MILF seeing as you are ten seconds away from your placenta former self yet YOU KNOW EVERYTHING THERE IS TO KNOW ABOUT MATTHEW GOOD TOTALLY FUCKING AWESOME WRITE ABOUT ME MOOOOOOOOOORE I LOOOOOOOOOOOVE IT SORRY HE TOOK AN INTEREST IN MY WOOOORK I’M SORRY HE IGNORED YOUR GRADE 8 PICTURE YOU PAINTED OF AN OWL TOTALLY MY BAD ABOVE AND TOOOOTALLY BEYOND!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ok nite before i write something i can’t take back.
xo.
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