About me: "If there was a single day I could live--A single breath I could take--I'd trade all the others away. the blood's on the wall, so you might as well just admit it/and bleach out the stains, commit to forgetting it/you're better off empty and blank/than left with a single pathetic trace of this/smother another failure/lay this to rest console yourself, you're better alone/destroy yourself, see who gives a fuck/absorb yourself, you're better alone/destroy yourself i'll chain you to the truth, for the truth shall set you free/i'll turn the screws of vengeance and bury you with honesty/i'll make all your dreams come to life, then slay them as quickly as they came/smother another failure/lay this to rest console yourself, you're better alone/destroy yourself, see who gives a fuck/absorb yourself, you're better alone/destroy yourself see who gives a fuck failure if there was a day i could live/if there was a single breath i could take/i'd trade all the others away/i'd trade all the others away"
all my life i've tried to be a lover. the only thing i've ever wanted is to love and be loved. but love has failed me. every time i think i can let someone into my heart, every time i think i can love someone and be loved back, i end up being hurt. and now that's all i have left to run on: pain. pain, anger, and fear. i ran out of hope and faith in love when the last two people i decided to love used me as a stepping stone to get to each other. now there's nothing more in the world i want more than for everyone else to stop caring. i don't care about myself anymore. i don't want to be the kind of person who stays alive running off hate and fear.
i hope you both are happy with your decision. understand, though, that if i ever see your faces again, if i ever hear your voices again, that the first words from your mouth had better be "sorry," not out of some pointless sense of guilt, regret, or remorse, but because you realize the mistake you both made. you both wrote the ending of our collective chapters together. i will never forgive either of you for taking my love, my heart, and everything else i readily threw down in your names, and trampling upon them like garbage. whatever happens to the two of you, i hope that you are both cursed the way i am; there will never be a single waking hour in the rest of my life where i do not wonder what could have been different if i had never allowed either of you to enter my life. this is my single greatest regret, and i hope you both realize what kind of pain this has caused me, because there's also not a single night i haven't cried myself to sleep wondering what i did to deserve what you two put me through. it hurts to turn on a brother and call him a loser; it hurts to turn on a lover and call her a whore. but i have, and it's the only part of the last six months of my life i do not regret happening.
Who I'd like to meet: people who won't lie to me, use me, cheat on me, and destroy me from the inside out.
Like I said before, you are better than anyone else she's dated. Also, I think that once you get the hang of it, you will be the one that will be able to put her in her place when she needs it... LOL
Im so Happy for u Bryan, U deserve the Best! Ur a Really good, intelligent, Nice Guy! Well u miss out for athans birthday......U got some making uo to do!!
1.Beer is always wet. Vagina needs a little work.
One point to BEER
2.Warm beer tastes awful.
One point to VAGINA
3.A really cold beer is satisfying.
One point to BEER
4.If after taking a swig of your favourite beer you find a hair between your teeth, you may vomit.
One point to VAGINA
5. If you get home reeking of beer your wife may get mad, make a scene, kick you out, etc. If you get home reeking of vagina your wife may get mad, kick you out, even leave you. There's definitely a point to be had here, depending on your point of view and personal circumstances. I'll just call it a DRAW for the time being.
6. Ten beers in one night and you can't drive home. Ten vaginas in one night and you don't want to drive anywhere.
One point to VAGINA
7. If you have a lot of beer in a public place, your reputation may suffer. If you eat any vagina in public, you become a legend.
One point to VAGINA
8. If a cop stops you and you smell of beer you may get arrested. If you smell of vagina he may buy you a beer. One point to VAGINA
9. You normally don't find old beer.
One point to BEER
10. Too much beer and you'll think you see flying saucers. Too much vagina and you'll think you've seen God.
One point to VAGINA
11. Ripping off a beer bottle label is boring. Ripping off panties is fun.
One point to VAGINA
12. In most countries there's a tax on beer.
One point to VAGINA
13. If you have another beer the first one never gets pissed off.
One point to BEER
14. You can always be sure if you're the first one to open a bottle or a can. One point to BEER
15. If you shake beer it'll get all agitated but eventually it settles down.
One point to BEER
16. With beer you always have choice: clear, dark, pilsner, ale, lager, etc... with vagina you also have a choice, white, black, asian, hispanic, and eskimo...
Call it a DRAW
I'll be there. My notorious parents have consented and I have $20 to cover my vices and hopefully help cover some of everyone else's.
Happy Belated Birthday, I hope it went well.
TEACHER: HELLO MS, HERNANDEZ.ATHAN HAS BEEN CALLING ME PUTA ALL DAY, HE ALSO TRIPPED ON HIS SHOE LACE AND YELLED OUT "OH SHIT", THEN ONE OF THE STUDENTS BORROWED A CRAYON FROM HIM AND ATHAN STUCK OPUT HIS MIDDLE FINGER, THIS TYPE OF BEHAVIOR WILL NOT BE TOLERATED!!
ME: FUCK, FUCK, FUCK.................FUCKEN SCOOCH, BRIAN AND WABER!!
