I don't want to be good anymore. For one, it's only gotten me shit. Two, I want to spite myself to get back at other people. It's hard for me to resist doing something bad sometimes due to the latter.
What right do these people think they have over my life? Tatu, Madonna, Bjork, Putin, I don't even know these people and yet they come rushing in to destroy me.
Here are some more of them:
They don't use their talents--if they have any. All they do is eat of other people.
I still want to be circumcised. It's my revenge.
I'm starting to really lose my temper. Yup, I'm gonna blow, though I can't feel it. Maybe then I'll get an article in the paper and draw some light to all this bullshit. I can't even reason or process information.
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