You don't worry about me brother. As long as Morrissey and Type O Negative keep writing songs about me, and as long as Makers Mark keeps making their FINE product, I will be fine. Suicide is of course an option, but then I won't be around to watch the plight of everyone who ever hurt my feelings. Oh yes, I want to be there when they are suffering :Smokedev:ThraxDude said:I'm sorry, man.
Fukin bitches. Fukin west nile. Fuckin shit.
Have a drink on me.
I wish it were a cut and dry case such as cheating, because then the line in the sand is apparent. Instead, it is the usual head games, dishonesty, misleading, etc, etc, etc.ThraxDude said:If that chick cheated on you, might I suggest driving her far away, and ditching her?
I was never popular in high school. I weighed 90lbs and I was barely over five foot tall. I didn't start growing until I was 18. I had braces and pimples. The whole nine.TD said:I actually enjoyed high school, and hell, now I work there, but what I get sick of is the "game" everyone plays. Like Charles mentioned in his last blast beat, the popular fuck's, they are still the same way, only now they brag about their gay ass jobs and suvs. I just get sick of seeing them spewing out their smack. I'm like Charlie, I slip in under the radar everywhere I go.
yeah, I hate it when you guys go into the whole women are evil rants. I love women, they're fun to play with.TD said:CRV nigga!
I thought this was gonna be the why are all women so evil thread, but it has morphed into something else. Funny the life these things take.
Thanks. I'm actually thinking about writing a book about my life. Seriously. Being in the bartending/waiter job gives you a roller coaster of a life and I know this one girl did it and made $$$$$. Only hers sucked I've heard because of her editor. Mine would be uncensoredThraxDude said:Alex-
Those are 2 of the best true-life stories I have ever read.
God bless you.