March 17, 2004

8:37 p.m.


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for some reason i'm laughing, but i don't think it's ever good to laugh at expecting too little and rightfully predicting your own failure. and there's nothing else except nice going, shithead. take your clothes out of the dryer.

at least the money they'll save on college has another use... to fix my car. carelessness sleeplessness and anxiety costs money which costs time and time costs your father's health so in the end everything you do is to your family's demise and it's not like times are easy now it's not like everyone's asleep at night so nice work, you deserve it for being too incompetant to drive a car or make money or have common sense and you should hate yourself for being such a shitty investment and vow never to give birth. no, it's not a method of validation, it's a tribute to my laziness and wothlessness but i'll play the stoic and run until my ankles bleed.

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