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man, you are such a lump of shit. i find myself annoyed that you’re not brave enough to just kill yourself. i mean, waht do you have to live for anyway? NOTHING! you’re a freak of nature, and not in a good way. you’re a drug addicted, alcoholic, 7’, 170lb, elongated droplet of dung who’d still be a virgin were it not for my past insanities. all i ask is that you kill yourself. it’s not a big deal, really. no one will miss you. you’re a drain on your mother, and isn’t she drained enough with your fathers numerous affairs? you don’t contribute to anything but the number of cars that some mexican druglord has in his garage. your movies suck, your ideas suck, and most of all, you are friends with someone who smeared shit all over your car, but you choose to believe it was me. that is PATHETIC. i don’t know if i have the patience to wait for your eventual overdose. so why not just get it over with, huh? i hate worrying when i park my car that you’ll be there and will wreak havoc on it because you think your shit smearing friend is me. egads, man, do it for us all. just kill yourself... |
