lets not pretend.

invisibility isn't a superpower. Its annoying. Hooray, i can't see you when you tie my shoes together. I bet you feel special. Asshole.

time is too damn slow and im too fucking poor.

i wish there wer 1,000 more vtech idiots out there. the world has too many people taxing me of my breath. a million. a million times 32 deaths would be a nice number. I'm not saying i'm gonna do it or hooey this or whatever. Its my opinion there are too many people in the world and that as such, are reducing my life to shit at every chance they get. Its not supervillains demanding my servitude; its a billion needy lazy bastards taking a fraction of a penny all at once. and a billion lazy assholes feel the safety of numbers and the ingenuity of tradition. and its a billion lazy bastards that are making life hard on everyone else. Self righteous religious idiots. There we go: if everyone except the (insert word for open minded scientist) just upped and turned into zombies or died or whatever, the world would be a funner, SAFER place for me to live in. thats opinion for you.




i need to have amazing sex. everyday. for the rest of my life. compromise: once a week. and thats as far as that compromise goes. With mind-blowng sex thrown in once a month, at least, if not once a week.
, after that, the world can burn in ashes for all i care. as long as i'm happy. and right now, that means sex.

sex i'm not having.

kisses i haven't gotten.

hugs that are distant memories.

dirty thoughts that have become all too common.

you know who kills? lovers kill. through all my studies thats the common factor; everyone who killed, whether from passion or contract, loved something. Whether themselves or something unobtainable. whether through heroics or villainy. they sat awake from lack of sleep and felt sorry for themselves. or maybe they were just crazy.

but as for me, i think the same people th made up the story of One God made up the idea of Crazy people.

i'm just pissed. ignore me.