Fuck You
Fuck you, gentle reader. That's right fuck you. I hope you had a shitty day. I hope your life sucks. I hope someone you care about is screaming in pain. In agonizing guts spewing, barfing blood, pain.
I hate everything and I'm sick of pretending I don't.
I'm sick of pretending to smile and pretending to like these shitty people, and shitty websites, and shitty songs, and shitty TV shows
I wish everything were burnt and smoking and gone. That everything I've ever known, or ever will know was gone.
I just want right now to be in Lisa's arms again and I don't care if that's bad. And I don't care if your pale ass says that she's no good for me. Right now I wish that the world were blotted out, erased, annihilated, and all that remained was us. That we could be the way we were then for all time - frozen in eternity - like flies in amber- when she would holler "SHMOO!" up at the Fred Victor window, and we'd smoke crack and hold one another and everything seemed okay.
Fuck you.
I want to rip my chest open and find this thing, this "love" inside me.
I would tear it out and stomp on it, I would do a little dance and then I would shit on it.
Shit on this fucking waste, this worthless thing you call love.
Fuck you
The distillers - Sick of it all
Fuck you, gentle reader. That's right fuck you. I hope you had a shitty day. I hope your life sucks. I hope someone you care about is screaming in pain. In agonizing guts spewing, barfing blood, pain.
I hate everything and I'm sick of pretending I don't.
I'm sick of pretending to smile and pretending to like these shitty people, and shitty websites, and shitty songs, and shitty TV shows
I wish everything were burnt and smoking and gone. That everything I've ever known, or ever will know was gone.
I just want right now to be in Lisa's arms again and I don't care if that's bad. And I don't care if your pale ass says that she's no good for me. Right now I wish that the world were blotted out, erased, annihilated, and all that remained was us. That we could be the way we were then for all time - frozen in eternity - like flies in amber- when she would holler "SHMOO!" up at the Fred Victor window, and we'd smoke crack and hold one another and everything seemed okay.
Fuck you.
I want to rip my chest open and find this thing, this "love" inside me.
I would tear it out and stomp on it, I would do a little dance and then I would shit on it.
Shit on this fucking waste, this worthless thing you call love.
Fuck you
The distillers - Sick of it all
I wish there were someone I wanted to hold more than anything.