Feeling an intense urge to murder a smartass... if only I don't have this thing against suicide.

Feeling an intense urge to murder a smartass... if only I don't have this thing against suicide.

Most people prefer to kill 2 birds with one stone. But after a thousand stones thrown all they achieve is make the birds roll on the floor laughing their asses off.
Me, I prefer to kill two birds with three stones.
Someone's gonna get tired of my eccentricities, idiosyncratic speech, verbal dyslexia, clumsiness, and my intense feelings with guava juice.
soooo...clicked on this pic circulating on cyberspace...unedited, un-photoshopped pic of some Victoria's Secret models. Makes me feel a little bit better about my cellulite. Hey, if models are allowed to have cellulite, then it's ok for me to have some, right? "some" is an understatement, though...hmnn...
All the dreams I could have dreamed. All the time I could have saved fixing my hair to make it stay in place. All the self-blaming I could have saved for another day about losing my favorite mirror... had I know there was going to be no duty today. Sucks to be the last to know.

never explain to enemies, they won't believe you anyway.
The smell of burnt flesh and egos rising. Not so bad, daparbipi dupunn.
Of all the awful feelings that make you feel sick to your stomach, nothing feels half as bad as knowing you had a chance to do what you truly love, and you didn't take it.
If somebody tells you to spill the bean, confess whatever, puke it all out and promises he/she won't get mad.. don't fall into that pit.
I started with nothing. Until now, I have practically most of it left...
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