So faggay fuck me.Fuckniggers. MMM fagnigsters. MM YAAMMy. Oh yeah nigger oh yeah nigger. Mhmhmhm. mmmm niiggerrees. fuck! gums and enamel mmm. yamy gay chewy. Wish I had a Gilette blade so I can slice up my gums mmm.
Mmm. All the things in our lives that makes us feel guilty, mmm. yammy. Like my teeth for instance, I like wrapping my lips around my teeeth and try to budge them into moving around, mm. was doin it. So anywya I figured since no nigger reads this blog any way, i can just fag off and not give shit6. Feels good.
So I was watching Paprika. One line, Atsuko. She said something cool. I realized There is meaning in everything in our lives. The objects, our interests, the people, even the weather tells something bout our inner ATTA. I have a fag friend who I can't stand. Like he is so0o0 fagjish that you would wana stop replying to his fagliolious conversations. God, calling him a fagGIT feels realy gud. Kinda wish I could beat the shit out of him. But I only wana kick hikm around so much is because he is me. I used to like what he is. And I don't like myself back then. Sucha smallminded nigger he is. Makes me feel small-minded around him. I'm gona learn how to chill with my inner, creative self.
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