tastycorpse666

As with most people, I cannot remember how many fucking times I have been insulted, it is impossible to keep up with when it comes to people doing it when you are not around. Normally this would not bother me but it tends to when I find out about it. So for the most part I really don't fucking care anymore and I have not for such a long time. I am sure that I have been called just about everything in existence and if not surely it is coming. But lately I have had the same insult coming up "fat and ugly" several times in these past months. Today as well, I was even told recently that I should work out. She explained her logic and it was something to the effect of, if I was to work out I would not be so fat (I wonder if she is sure about that?) and if I was not so fat then I would be kinda hot (at this point I am still not convinced to start working out, or of anything really) and if I was kinda hot then my face really wouldn't matter that much, (now with this I was going to kill her.) Well I did not kill her because that would be completely stupid because there were so many witnesses there and I had to pay for fuel before leaving, she paid already making it tough to follow her, not that I would have stalked and killed her anyway but I do allow myself to entertain these thoughts for the sake of feeling a bit better about the situation. So so so SO!! You may be thinking that I should stop talking to or trying to talk to girls that are out of my league or probably think that I am fat and ugly but I can say that each of the offending bastards were and are still strangers to me. Now once it was because some guy that a girl thought was hot was playing pool with me and in her infinite ignorance she assumed that we were friends and there together. So she told her friend to go talk to me so that she could talk to him. Her rotten cunt friend asked why she always gets stuck with the fat and ugly ones. So when they approached I introduced the guy to the girl and told her friend that this time she did not have to worry about the fat and ugly one. I forget the other shit I told her but my responses to things always make people respond by letting me know that in their completely idiotic and inaccurate opinion (as they have no medical degree or degree in psychology to know) that they think I am crazy or insane. I can say that they are so fucking fortunate that I am so crazy or they would be dead, fucked, cooked and eaten and whatever I decided was offal would still be rotting in my bed, because without my DID or MPD (they have yet to determine specifically what I am to be classified as) there would be no one to keep me from acting on urges and impulses. And they think I am crazy, surely I transcend that by now. This all makes me wonder if I should just publicly butcher some fucking trash cattle of a human that I hate so much and allow myself to go through the criminal justice system. Confess to a number of murders they do not know about and get taken to an asylum to be studied. And because I do not want to be there I could start a riot to make a gory escape and kill my way to freedom in a beautiful blend of Natural Born Killers and Night of the Living Dead. Only there is not a Mickey and Mallory Knox having all the fucking fun or a Jack "Super-Cop" Scagnetti to try to stop me. And the zombies are still zombies only medicated to a similar state. I will probably end up having to make up for their lack of cannibalism. But you know I just cannot see myself minding that too much. I say trash cattle of a human because in all of my insanity I for my own reasons like to think of the majority of people as being a lesser species form than myself. And reinforcing my insanity is their tendency to act so similar to cattle. Save yourself the effort I have already been told that I am an arrogant asshole, but if you have something else I am will to listen. I am quite sick of being insulted the same way all the time, even the fat and ugly is losing its effect. Insults are so fucking overused that they are all losing effect and becoming quite blunted. So many are blunted to the point (haha blunted to the point, nice!) they they do not even get under the skin anymore. Beat me with a silk sash if you don't want to take the effort to get a leather whip. And some insults are completely fucking useless, I get this one a lot "you long-haired (whatever)." I say that is so insulting and hurtful that I cried twice, once when it happened and again when I got home. Because of everything that I hate about myself FUCKING NATURALLY!!!! I hate having long hair. I hate it so fucking much that I let it grow and I spend ridiculous amounts of money on hair products and visits to the salon getting it styled and conditioned and every fucking thing else that I do to it. And I tell this to people and they still cannot understand that it is not insulting, they come back with shit like "fuck you, you long hair having faggot." Yes yes tragically I make it so easy to hurt me with insults so badly by letting everyone see that I have long hair. OUCH! He got me! He called me out on my long hair; he found my weak point, the death blow of all insults to me, my long hair.
"Long-haired pussy motherfucking faggot!!"
"Yeah because NO ONE ever compliments me on my hair and your wife doesn't actually love it when I lay my hair on her back when we are fucking doggy style in your daughters play pen, she just tells me to and says that she does to make the sex kinkier."
"Oh yeah!?"
"Yeah" (WHAT THE FUCKING CHRIST? This man was balding by the way.)
So I told him surely that's not all you got, "oh yeah" you sound like your fucking wife, I guess you did have a lot in common. You cannot insult me by stating all of the obvious things you can find, and especially not when they are things you are jealous over.
So I am at a loss for how it is that people like that think that their opinion matters to me. The loss ends when I get to reasons like idiocy, ignorance, repressed or suppressed homosexual desires, being mean because you like someone. The list could go on. But this blog entry will not.