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Posted by Dan. Ee.
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10:34 AM
Read THIS loud and clear idiots.
Let it swim, lodge itself and grow parasitically in your mind as it feeds on the knowledge that I am not. When it is full, you will finally comprehend that I am not the passive freak that I used to be. That will be the time you will expect a lot of changes, none of them pleasant.
Take a step back, and look how "good" how "kind" I was. Look at those pictures carefully, as I thrust a lighted match in your hand, for you to toss it towards those imagery I have built up over the years. Watch it burn, watch it disintegrate, and watch a new image is being painted as the old one is being burned away.
My error of this life is, is that I have been doing things for people, and not for myself. I have been a slave for every fool, a bitch for everyone to use and to exploit, and even spat at my face.
Let it be known to you everlasting actors in this stage of life, that I am literally taking a stand now. Hate me if you must you freaks, because that's what I am going to be for the remainder of my life until the headstones rest nicely at the foot of my six feet farm in a cemetery somewhere. If I want to be remembered, I want to be remembered as someone who was kind and at the same time, didn't take shit from anyone enough for them to use me again.
Record your watches, mark your calendars, as this is the moment the niceties are over.
I will lacerate you verbally or physically even if you try to ask me to do something. If there is nothing in it for me, pleasantly fuck off towards the other way please.
Never expect a constructive comment. You will be asking for the worst where my opinions are concerned.
Die in a blazing inferno, to all who seek my help and to not compensate me for it.
Perish in a burning car accident, with your legs stuck in the door and the petrol is burning up fast and you will expire in a burning coffin, slowly, painfully and definitely excruciatingly.
No one will save you from my words. My common sense will trump all of your bitch reasonings and shit excuses.
If you are expecting me to be nice and polite from now on, please bang your head on the wall and bleed while screaming yourself because that is what you will be doing THE MOMENT MY VOICE IS HEARD IN YOUR EARS.
End.
Don't go expecting my words to be half as flattering as this anytime ever.
Let it swim, lodge itself and grow parasitically in your mind as it feeds on the knowledge that I am not. When it is full, you will finally comprehend that I am not the passive freak that I used to be. That will be the time you will expect a lot of changes, none of them pleasant.
Take a step back, and look how "good" how "kind" I was. Look at those pictures carefully, as I thrust a lighted match in your hand, for you to toss it towards those imagery I have built up over the years. Watch it burn, watch it disintegrate, and watch a new image is being painted as the old one is being burned away.
My error of this life is, is that I have been doing things for people, and not for myself. I have been a slave for every fool, a bitch for everyone to use and to exploit, and even spat at my face.
Let it be known to you everlasting actors in this stage of life, that I am literally taking a stand now. Hate me if you must you freaks, because that's what I am going to be for the remainder of my life until the headstones rest nicely at the foot of my six feet farm in a cemetery somewhere. If I want to be remembered, I want to be remembered as someone who was kind and at the same time, didn't take shit from anyone enough for them to use me again.
Record your watches, mark your calendars, as this is the moment the niceties are over.
I will lacerate you verbally or physically even if you try to ask me to do something. If there is nothing in it for me, pleasantly fuck off towards the other way please.
Never expect a constructive comment. You will be asking for the worst where my opinions are concerned.
Die in a blazing inferno, to all who seek my help and to not compensate me for it.
Perish in a burning car accident, with your legs stuck in the door and the petrol is burning up fast and you will expire in a burning coffin, slowly, painfully and definitely excruciatingly.
No one will save you from my words. My common sense will trump all of your bitch reasonings and shit excuses.
If you are expecting me to be nice and polite from now on, please bang your head on the wall and bleed while screaming yourself because that is what you will be doing THE MOMENT MY VOICE IS HEARD IN YOUR EARS.
End.
Don't go expecting my words to be half as flattering as this anytime ever.
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