The psychotic harlequin

HarLequin tales
2003-04-27 06:47:34 (UTC)

Fuck this life and EVERYBODY in it....

If you all wonder where people like me get their sicko
ideas, then why don't we turn the table around. Where do
you, bunny-loving, kitty stroking, flower growing freaks
get your nice, warm ideas of crappiness? Where do you get
ideas of quality time, happiness, hating sorrow...

what the fuck is with that?

You'd find people like me asking that about you as much as
people like YOU damn fagets asking about us. So stick your
stinky snotty noses somewhere else. If you had sense, you'd
know I'm making some. So fuck off.

My childhood friend hasn't called me in a while... she
alone knows the sickness I've endured in my kiddy-years.
But then again, when I told her about all the shit I do,
like I smoked, drank, a lot, she started 'subtly' telling
me that its bad. I expected that, her being a pastor's
daughter. Guys fuck around with her feelings. It's too bad
her mind is not opened to the demented nuthouse that is
reality. And smoking and drinking is somewhat of a comfort
thing, just as death is to your local life-fucker.

I just remembered her.. ah what the fuck. They never last
forever anyway. Words like forever or for all eternity
disappear into the air like smoke from my cigarette... or
yours... what the fuck is the difference anyway. Damn
analogies.

But I was hoping she would understand her friend. I alone
stuck out for her in so many damn times. I'm the only grade
school friend of hers that stuck with her. I was there for
her... but the first sign of me being fucked up in the head
she bolts like a fuckin bunny.

Who cares. This is part of it all.. The big fat master
plan. My realization of things never being forever, people
never being there, the strongest friendships I know have
broken up recently...

And they suffer...

how yummy...

The only person that could possibly be there for you til
the very damn end, is you. You're stuck with you. So live
with it. Or connect your throat to the nearest razor. Dont
forget to send me your pictures. heeheehahahaha....

grgh... I need to smoke... I failed to give my body its
early morning dosage of nicotine... If I don't do it soon
I'm gonna cut myself...

Well then... maybe I should wait a little longer.
heeheehahahahaha.....

Dammit... I'm suffocating. Alright alright I'm going
already dammit....





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