I believe you have my stapler?
Created on: April 24th, 2004
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What the f*ck is it with sh*tty labels and understatements toward good people?I mean come on,you go somewhere and the worst is endeavered and i don't get it at all.Also you got c*cksuckers that go"oh yur q33r!"or "Life wlLL pwn joo!"And sh*t like that like he's my dad and sh*t,Oh dad I miss you so,I hope everything works out for the upmost better,well today is one of those days where everything closes in on you like a trap in Indiana Jones,the encased feeling of being crushed together like a meat grinder or a dump truck.Maybe i just don't understand life itself you know,i just can't cope with it,and i don't know how much longer i can take it before it gets to me and i explode like hiroshima or some sh*t like that,where is my mind at,i wonder that sometimes,social anxiety,obesity,stress,depression,fear of death,you name it,i got it god damnit,i'm going now,for it is time to do something other than pour out brain matter on this keyboard in front of which i lay,it sickens me what i see in life especially seeing
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