Friday, May 19, 2006

Anger Management

Look, I'm pretty drunk right now. But still, I have been told that I need "anger management" by about 6 people in the last two weeks. To review:

1. My girlfriend said she needs "time alone" to think about things. This is her nice way of dumping me, I guess. So fuck her. She is pretty fat, and way too needy. I am handsome enough to attract hundreds of better girls with fewer kids than her, so why am I all worked up about it?

Answer: I love her, I guess. Maybe that makes me a tool, I don't know. But if she doesn't take me back sometime soon (women love to use manipulation as a tactic to get what they want) then she will be a lonely person forever. I honestly loved her, and I think she dumped me because I couldn't buy her enough presents to satisfy her. BITCH! You had a child! I am in shape! Lose 20 pounds and then talk to me! Why should I mix my incredible DNA with yours again? Oh, you want romance? Well, don't become pregnant at age 19 then, I will gladly provide it to you, you whore. Just admit that you cheated / wanted to cheat on me and I will shut up. Seriously. This whore was so into me that I had to do next to nothing for a year and a half to be with her and fuck her brains out. It was pretty good, I guess. Do I really love her? I think so. I never stuck with another girl for more than a few months. Take what you will. But she treated me like an asshole over the last month or so. That's why I'm so drunk right now.

2. Certain friends say that they hate to argue with me, because my brother is always on my side. Well, eat shit and die. He is my blood, of course he aligns with me. Just tell me you hate to argue with me because you are sick of being wrong. At least it will make sense then, you pussies. Fight me if you feel so strongly about something. I've been beat up before, I will be again. What do I care? You are all a bunch of fucking fruits anyway, compared to me. I kick ass. You suck. Fight me if you disagree. FRUITS!

3. I don't know. Maybe I want to make a point to myself. I am hammered. I love being in fights. If you want to kill me, you definitely have the right to try to. That is my motto. So bring it on. I will murder you like I have beaten the shit out of all the fucking tools that have come before you.

God, I hate you. I hate every person who is happy. Maybe I do need anger management.

Fuck off.

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