Hatred is not the opposite of love, inndifference is. But I still hate. I have enough spare time to dedicate myself to devious plots and the tearing down effect of human psyches that, if I beleived in hell, I would be bound to go there for eternity.
Disclaimers are todays tirade. Such as:
"At least I'm happy."
and
"Just because I'm not the person you want me to be doesn't mean I'm not a good person."
"I'm doing it because I want to."
You know who you are my little disillusioned princess.
But, see, I know you are too damn stupid and conceited to ever see past your blatant cliches. You are a leech, and you tok whatever good ideas Laz and I had and waped them into this pathetic existance under the guise of self preservation.
"I do this to survive!"
No, you do it because you are still living at home and have to look at your cunt rag of a mother every day of your life. Your alcoholic father, you're loser of a brother...Yeah, you need to make excuses for yourself, I can understand.
So you stopped smoking cigarettes, stopped smoking weed....Hell, you even got yourself a good job in a field that you don't want to do anything in...and now you are going to go back to college. HUZZAH!!! Too bad you couldn't have made these decisions before you trampled your way into out lives. You should have stayed at Texas A&M, graduated, had a baby with Drew, got married, bought a house...it's the same thing.
And you fucked a Mexican!!!!!! HAHAHAHAH!!! On a one night stand...that's just gross, dude.
You'll have a perfectally boring, American Dream life living off of your mommy and daddy. You'll get married, have 2.5 kids....you'll never travel, you won't love your husband, you'll be conplacient and by the time you realize you are unhappy, it will be too late to get out.
I don't wish you luck, in fact, I pity you. I would kill myself before living like that. But you? You love it, because you are comfortable and that's all you care about. You're spoiled. Its not your fault.
And no, you're not like me. You are not even close.
I'll see you in Rynth. ::smirks:: But you probably won't see me coming...
-b | 
