goddamn, it must be really hard being you. I mean, sitting around all day....saying random shit that absolutly no one gives a fuck about. I can barely comprehend how loved you must feel right now. Wait, I guess you really arent loved. I mean, if you were loved, you would definatly not be sitting around writing this bullshit, so...i guess no one can really get mad at you...they can all just sit back and laugh how much your life really must suck. Why dont you quit slitting your wrists and start slitting your throat?
You're right Detective Dipshit! I'm not loved. I admitted that. That is why I started this livejournal, so I can make fun of people who ARE loved because I am jealous that their crotch doesn't smell like the streets of Paris.
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