Hahaha! So I thought I contracted genital herpes. And I was all jittery and scared, and thinking rather irrationally and negitively and erratically... And since the topic was Sexually Transmitted Diseases. I naturally began thinking about my ex, Jackie.
Man... That chick is fucked. Haha!
What being on Earth goes around convincing people that she is something, without actually living it? It's like a scene kid who never goes to shows, and drank beer once, and it's all they talk about. Except the topic is happiness.
How petty are you, that you have to sit there and try to convince the world that you're doing really well, without actually putting any effort into becoming well?
Law Of Attraction: These thoughts manifested a run-in... She didn't even recognize me, which is for the better. I can't stand her anyhow. But I thought I'd hit up her old SG blog to see what she's been up to. See if she's grown up at all, or anything... Fuck... Old feelings of pity, and sympathy almost crawled up out of my throat again, out of pure conditioned habit. And then I realize how manipulated I was for that 3/4 of a decade.
Who the fuck... Can cheat on you a billion times... And then convince you that you were in the wrong for each time... And then push you over the edge after years of keeping you unhappy so you don't gain enough self-esteem or confidence enough to even consider leaving... Pushed so far that you have to break up with her ass... (Check this out, she's supposed to be 20 when this happens: ) And then she actually gets her friends to call me, and ever-so-maturely, "Hey, is Christoph there?"
"Uh, yeah. Who's this?"
"I hear you have a small cock."
"...You got to be kidding me."
"I'm fucking your ex in the asshole right now. (Shhh! I'm saying it! Heehee!)"
"I bet I can guess which one!"
"Man, you're so gay. Hahaha! HAHAHAHA! Faggot! Hahahaha!"
"Oh hey, dude, wear a condom for that ass. I got the clap from that bitch..."
"Seriously, dog? For real? Damn..." (And then I hung up on his ass)
This happened several times, mind you.
Shit dude... Could you imagine something that fucking pathetic?
Yeah, me neither.
I must have been in some form of mental relapse, I had a break down, and imagined the most pathetic creature on the planet as my mate. Seriously... Something that fucking sad can only come from the depths of the human imagination.
They should write a fairy-tale about her. Everytime you read it, you'll walk away feeling that much better from yourself, no matter how shitty your life is...
The cruel side of me comes out whenever I think of her. I almost want to return all the stupid, evil favours she made me endure... But smarter.
And then I remembered the term "Natural Selection".
Oh dear Jackie... Keep writing about something you'll never understand: Happiness.
And life goes on.
Livin'. Lovin' (but putting perspective on negative influences!).
- Slut
Man... That chick is fucked. Haha!
What being on Earth goes around convincing people that she is something, without actually living it? It's like a scene kid who never goes to shows, and drank beer once, and it's all they talk about. Except the topic is happiness.
How petty are you, that you have to sit there and try to convince the world that you're doing really well, without actually putting any effort into becoming well?
Law Of Attraction: These thoughts manifested a run-in... She didn't even recognize me, which is for the better. I can't stand her anyhow. But I thought I'd hit up her old SG blog to see what she's been up to. See if she's grown up at all, or anything... Fuck... Old feelings of pity, and sympathy almost crawled up out of my throat again, out of pure conditioned habit. And then I realize how manipulated I was for that 3/4 of a decade.
Who the fuck... Can cheat on you a billion times... And then convince you that you were in the wrong for each time... And then push you over the edge after years of keeping you unhappy so you don't gain enough self-esteem or confidence enough to even consider leaving... Pushed so far that you have to break up with her ass... (Check this out, she's supposed to be 20 when this happens: ) And then she actually gets her friends to call me, and ever-so-maturely, "Hey, is Christoph there?"
"Uh, yeah. Who's this?"
"I hear you have a small cock."
"...You got to be kidding me."
"I'm fucking your ex in the asshole right now. (Shhh! I'm saying it! Heehee!)"
"I bet I can guess which one!"
"Man, you're so gay. Hahaha! HAHAHAHA! Faggot! Hahahaha!"
"Oh hey, dude, wear a condom for that ass. I got the clap from that bitch..."
"Seriously, dog? For real? Damn..." (And then I hung up on his ass)
This happened several times, mind you.
Shit dude... Could you imagine something that fucking pathetic?
Yeah, me neither.
I must have been in some form of mental relapse, I had a break down, and imagined the most pathetic creature on the planet as my mate. Seriously... Something that fucking sad can only come from the depths of the human imagination.
They should write a fairy-tale about her. Everytime you read it, you'll walk away feeling that much better from yourself, no matter how shitty your life is...
The cruel side of me comes out whenever I think of her. I almost want to return all the stupid, evil favours she made me endure... But smarter.
And then I remembered the term "Natural Selection".
Oh dear Jackie... Keep writing about something you'll never understand: Happiness.
And life goes on.
Livin'. Lovin' (but putting perspective on negative influences!).
- Slut
Also glad you got outta that relationship, you are way too cool to have the life sucked outta ya by a loser