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"fire thought she'd really rather be water instead"
Thursday, 27 October 2005
gah! people are...wierd
the only thing that is eer constant is music. That's it. Kansas is pulling some kind of shit and I don't know what it is.....I don't care what people decide to do in their fucked up heads, just so long as they have the decency to be honest about it. That is my one HUGE beef with jsut about everyone in my life. PEOPLE NEED TO BE FUCKING HONEST ADN UPFRONT ABOUT THINGS AND NOT ACT ON THEIR FEELINGS UNTIL THEY CAN BE UPFRONT ABOUT THEM!!!!!!!!

GOD! if there's one way to make me hate you it's dishonesty.....shit....you people suck.

I have great friends, but I just really don't care anymroe. I'm just waiting for them all to turn out to be idiots....and they are, one by one. Fuck you all, my god....what the hell??? I don't understand why people need to persist in trying to complicate things. They're never happy enough with the way things are. Take take take and it's still not enough, huh? ehhhh...

And you think you're all so happy now? don't you? I'm gonna wait for you to realize that every moment of your life has been a fucking mistake, and you've spent it just following some imaginary satiated feeling of contentment. You don't even know who the fuck you are, and you expect that you're happy?

blech....Yeah, that was directed at someone in particular.....I am so tired and so drained by all these people....................Nothing's ever good enough. I kinda hope you all die in a tragic explosion or something. Then it would all be gone. I really wish the majority of the people I know right now would die. i mean taht literally. Then i could be sad, and mourn them, and move on.

Sick of this place.

Posted by poetry/neverforever at 8:30 AM MDT
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