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I've come to realization. That I am a bitch, and I don't care. =) No matter what you say, I'll always have something to say in return. Whatever, I'll be what I want. Just sometimes people are so fucking stupid. I try to help them to do something so it won't bite them in the ass later on, but no, they think I'm being bitchy. Hah. What happens when you are all alone crying yourself to sleep at night? Bet you wished you had listened to me before. That's what you do isn't it, beat yourself up? Huh? Yeah, I know it is. Because you are pathetic. "The weak ones are here to justify the strong." Haha, someone told me once, "You fight like your dad." That's pretty damn amazing. I have a lot of hidden.. things. If I really wanted to get, "violent" I'd say something to your face. I get frustrated within seconds. Like I did with my chair today, it wouldn't pull out the first, second, or third time, so I forced it out, called it a mother fucker and punched it. O-o Yea, "real violent, Linda, you beat up a chair." No, I'm just saying, that fast I get angry. Didn't used to be like that, just recently. Maybe because I'm fucking psycho. Maybe because you are a dumbass. I swear, If I ever had a knife in my hand around someone stupid, I'd kill them, I almost killed my mom and sister for Christ sake. I'm not sure I posted that in here, maybe. But I stabbed a knife through a tomato and all the way through a cutting board. A steak-knife. Okay? My dad--"what was that for?" "Better than shoving it through someone's head." My sister--two feet from me, mom three. I'm infuckingsane, yes, I do want to kill someone, maybe I need to go somewhere and beat up on something for a while, I have enough fun making fun of people at lunch and beating up on Caleb, Hinkle, and Brogan. Which is pretty damn fun when I'm really angry. Hahaha. I'm gonna get a punching bag. His name is Frisco, lol. I'm gonna always beat up on him, I swear. I need something or someone to just pound to death. No animals. God, I'm imaging myself beating up a cow. xD Wow..
On a lighter note, Frisco got my package. ^^ He hates the bear--because it's a bear.. and loved the cat--because it's a cat. -.- Yeah.. =) His package better come soon. My birthday is Monday! =D YAY. Today(Saturday) I have to go to Wal-mart for Drama..
CAR WASH PEOPLE!
11 to 3, right? Oh well, I'll hang around til then. Lalala. Then I'm going to the Greek Festival, Janet, wanna come after you get home with Brogan, or will you be too tired? Not to tired to talk about it, LOL. I'll hear all about it, I know that. Who the fuck takes their girlfriend to a Rennisance(sp) Festival? Brogan. ::Shakes head slowly::
OH. Sunday. Hm. Janet, we are maybe going out to eat somewhere for Dinner for my birthday. =D My mom said you could come, 'caues you are my best friend. ^_^
Yes, don't know where..
RJ Gators AppleBee's Golden Corral The Red Lobster Olive Garden
Okay.. Applebee's? I dunno, gimmie some Idea's people.. It was funny today, my mom is like, "we gotta clean up the house so we can have people over this weekend." "For?" "Your birthday." "Uhm.. like?" "My mom and dad." "And Janet....*Pause* .... Why do we have to clean the house for them?" "I dunno actually..."
LMAO. Woo. Janet, I want to see The Ring 2 this Friday, so you better not work. I'll kill you. Yep, I will. I'll make you bleed real good. BWAHHAHA. O_o; Okay, sorry, that was really random.
Now people, get me something for my birthday. I'm going to go out and buy wittle cuppy cakes. One each, mothers. They're small. OKAY!? GET OVER IT. I'm cheap. =)
My mom woke me up this mor..afternoon at 1:30. "I'm going to take Amy to work and run some errands." "What?! What time is it?!" "One-thirty.." "Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa."
Yeah.. couple hours later she calls with an annoying beeping sound in the background going, "Linda, what bra size are you?" "What?!" "What size?" "36B...." "Bye."
*Looks at phone* "WTF.."
Really random. omgomgomgomg..
Look at what my sister showed me, LOL.
http://www.turdtwister.com/index.php
xD
That is just too fucking funny.
Another funny one: http://www.mystoolsample.com/index.php?ref= xD Woo, that was hilarious. Woo. Lmao.
I want that really bad.
Anyway.
Fuck you and die. I love my boyfriend and Janet. Not you. Not you, at all. Just die. DIE WITH THE ALMIGHTY POWER.
HEY! There's a new Foamy. ::Watch:: |
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| 07:33pm 03/03/2005 |
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mood: infuckingsane music: The outsider--a perfect circle
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You're gonna die.
You dumb. Dumb human.
I may be a human aswell. But you are just. so. stupid. I hope you die. In the worst possible way. Tortured, by any means. Wether it be a lit cigerette up your cunt. Or a rusty nail slowly being driven into your stomach. Either way, I'd like to watch.
Do you want to play? Do you want to die? No? Too much going for you? Don't lie to yourself, it makes things worse.
I feel.. good. You are dead. And I'm alive. You are dead. And I have a life. You are dead. And I have friends. You are dead. And I am happy.
Goodbye. Goodbye forever. You sad, pathetic. Piece of fucking shit.
Pepito.. why you gotta go and do that? I mean, well.. nevermind, I won't say it.
I already know what you were going to say, I live here to, you know.
Yeah..But still.
So we're both feeling psychotic.
Yeah? You saw me in 3rd Tuesday.
That I did. You kept moving. Waking me.
Yes, then I got up.
Mrs. Irving I could tell was making you angry. I saw your face.
She did, yes. She can die, old nun.
Nothing wrong with nuns. Well, okay. So there is.
Yes. But anyway, I left for the, "bathroom."
Did you go? Nooo.. you decided to walk around the school twitching, laughing, and talking to yourself.
Nothing wrong with that either.
Well, yes there is.
Yes. But no one saw, I don't think.
No, no one did. Not even the people walking turning around giving you a funny look. I mean, maybe hissing at a candy wrapper wasn't the best idea to do in public? Stop that, don't fucking scare me like that.
It wasn't my fault. Someone did it on there own.
Huh. I don't like you much, Linda.
I don't like you either, Pepito.
We were fine in seventh grade, no?
Yes..
But then you got friends in eight who didn't appreciate you talking to yourself.
No..
So you banished me. Banned me from speaking. For two years. Two long painful years of insanity.
..Yes.
I didn't like that.
It had to be done, besides, your back. Silence.
.......I don't like that.
So?
You can't send be back this time. You're too crazy.
I'm not.
You are. You hear things as well as see things. Did you not just see a, "mysterious face" on the T.V. the other day?
It was the game..
Then tell me, why hasn't it popped up again? Huh? You hear things at night sratching at your door. Couldn't possibly be the cat. She's asleep at your leg.
..shut up. I can send you away no matter.
No you can't. You've tried, writing.. drawing, screaming, dancing, freaking out. Remember, "DON'T PISS OFF A FUCKING PSYCHO."
So? I said that to Joebob. He called me an extreme bitch.
Well, he has an ugly girlfriend? She's manly. He can get the fuck over whatever you are. You can't change, you can't. More like you won't. You are you, you stay you. You've done the same thing, you've always done since you were four. Only because you could start talking then.
I have to .. go. As you wouldn't do. Sleep well tonight. I'll wake you up never.
Hah, you try to not wake me up. I'll be there. Awa
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| 06:09pm 02/02/2005 |
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There you go You're always so right It's all a big show It's all about you
You think you know What everyone needs You always take time To criticize me
It seems like everyday I make mistakes I just can't get it right
It's like I'm the one You love to hate But not today
So shut up, shut up, shut up Don't wanna hear it Get out, get out, get out Get out of my way Step up, step up, step up You'll never stop me Nothing you say today Is gonna bring me down
There you go You never ask why It's all a big lie Whatever you do
You think you're special But I know, and I know And I know, and we know That you're not
You're always there to point Out my mistakes And shove them in my face
It's like I'm the one You love to hate But not today
So shut up, shut up, shut up Don't wanna hear it Get out, get out, get out Get out of my way Step up, step up, step up You'll never stop me Nothing you say today Is gonna bring me down Is gonna bring me down
Will never bring me down
Don't tell me who I should be And don't try to tell me what's right for me Don't tell me what I should do I don't wanna waste my time I'll watch you fade away
So shut up, shut up, shut up Don't wanna hear it Get out, get out, get out Get out of my way Step up, step up, step up You'll never stop me Nothing you say today Is gonna bring me down
Shut up, shut up, shut up Don't wanna hear it Get out, get out, get out Get out of my way Step up, step up, step up You'll never stop me Nothing you say today Is gonna bring me down
Bring me down {shut up, shut up, shut up} Won't bring me down {shut up, shut up, shut up} Bring me down {shut up, shut up, shut up} Won't bring me down
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