Monday, May 26, 2008
Know something?
I think i'll die young. Most likely reason would be high blood pressure/hypertension. 'Cos I tend to keep to myself, and when I do speak up, few people ever take me seriously. Oh well. That's life.
Live with it.
Anyway, I wonder why people try so hard, when they obviously know that their actions won't allow them to reap any fruits of their labour.
And, I learnt another thing.
Silence, doesn't mean consent. Lesson learnt, and I learnt it well.
My kingdom for a knife. I'm having real evil thoughts of chopping up my uncle's adopted son, and passing him off as pork trotter soup. He'd make a real good imitation, though. It's a sin, to think that way, but hey, strictly speaking, we're not even related in any way.
Okay, I think i'm saying really inhumane stuff, but who cares? My thoughts, my actions, my problem. I'd probably go to Hell when I die, someday (soon?), for harbouring so many evil thoughts. LOL.
Okay, maybe not a knife. I need a pair of stinky socks more, preferrably from someone with athlete's feet. COS HE WONT FUCKING STOP SNORING AND I FUCKING CANT GET TO SLEEP AND I'M FUCKING PISSED WHEN I INVOLUNTARILY DONT GET ENOUGH SLEEP. Okay sorry again for that outburst. I COULD PROBABLY SLAP HIM SO HARD HE'D FLY OFF THE BED, BUT HE WON'T FUCKING WAKE UP. PIG. GRRR.
Okay, the above post is an illusion. Nobody saw that.
I stared, into a broken mirror the other day. It was... Kinda like... looking at myself, from many angles. Cool, that, but then again, at the same time it makes me feel like a schizo, seeing many, irreconcilable pieces of me. Lol.
THANK THE STARS HE FUCKING STOPPED SNORING. I'MMA TRY TO GET SOME SLEEP BEFOR THE SECOND WAVE STARTS. GOOD FUCKING NIGHT.
Thy Sins be Cleansed.
10:43 PM
