3-15-06 about 3am
Mood: fuck you
Listening to: radio head ~ no suprises
and all i have to say is FUCK , i'm not pissed at anyone or anything, i just wanna yell the word fuck. probably a cig will calm me down and put me to sleep, if that doesn't help i have a few beers that certainly will do the trick. oh and beware of today if your name is ceaser. ya know what i'm getting short on nerves and ability to be nice and friendly. someone or something is going to feel the wraith of some pent up hate and this person or object will probably not survive the assault. well anyway i'm done, charging my ipod, going outside for some sweet sweet cancer, bonging a few beers and sleeping. so since i'm in a bad mood you get a nasty send off. fuck you and go kill yourself, get raped stabbed and end up bleeding to death crying in a gutter. fuckers
piss off you bunch of fucking bastards
