I always hear people crying about their relatives died, friends died, pet died, everything died.
They died inside etc etc.
They want to bring them back from the dead, just for one day, to tell them everything they wanted to say and make everything right... And why didn't you dumb fucks do that when they were actually living? No, wait until they're laying there, on their deathbed, and then tell them all the lies and shit you've been hiding from them, not to hurt them and make their last few moments alive to a miserable hell, please do that.
So while everyone is complaining about the dead, I'm complaining, crying out loud for gods sake, about the living. Everyone keep whining and shit about the dead, but NO, NOT me, I don't give a damn about the dead, I care about the living! I WANNA SEE THEM DEAD.
No, I don't want to know how YOU are feeling, I don't want to know where YOU live, I don't want to know what YOU got this christmas, I don't want to know anything about YOUR family or YOUR life. So if YOU, yes YOU, would be so kind and please just understand the fact that I don't give a fuck about YOUR miserable life, YOUR pathetic ways of trying to get attention, MY attention, MY PRECIOUS FUCKING TIME, Leave me the fuck alone and let me be as happy as I can be, or at least let me try for gods sake. No, you keep coming back to say how YOU feel, what YOU've been doing, how YOUR life is going and how everything is either fucking PERFECT or fucking miserable in your puny, pathetic, unrealistic got damn life that no one, absolutely no one in this whole damn world gives a fuck about but YOU.
So in every friendship, when you get that moment, that specific moment, where you can say whatever to that person because it's the right time... I would just like to say to you: Please, dear you, go fuck yourself and take your friends with you.
If I want to talk with you, I would talk with you. I would be the one starting the conversation or I would actually tell you something like "Hey, you're nice, I want to talk with you." If I'm not actually the one starting the conversation, if I'm not the one actually giving you the compliments, please, don't do the same thing back because I don't give a damn.
So for all you incompotent miserable bastards out there who try to talk to me, fuck off.
To the rest, cheers!
And yeah, you know who you are, don't you? *blink blink*
Enough with the creepy stuff.. Scarying myself...
[Rage session over]
söndag 28 december 2008
lördag 27 december 2008
In a world filled of me's would be nice
I am complaining about everything and right now I must say that I am damn bored.
I've been doing nothing for the last couple of weeks. People tell me that I got no life, but I wonder why?
First of all, I'm living in two of the most lame places in Sweden. One of these two is filled with chavs and imigrants, wannabe-gangsters and loads of douchebags, my mom asks me why I refuse to go outside and I just tell her "Because I don't feel like it", but really, it's because this place is shit, not the house we live in, but the town.
The other place I live in is filled with chavs, emo-kids and people who don't dare to do shit but shout things at you. It's filled with wimps and bitches, blonde bimbos who can't get laid because they don't dare to and wannabe-chavs who like to think they are so cool because they can masturbate for 5 minutes to a Pamela Anderson-poster without cuming.
So people wonder why I got no life? Yeah, so do I!
Maybe because I surrounded by mentally retarded idiots who barely can wipe their own ass after taking a dump, and can't get laid even if it was a invalid girl who can do nothing but say yes and spread her legs. How the fuck am I supposed to have a life in a society like this?!
Yes, people say I have friends, but do I? Really?
Friends, or should I say: even more mentally retarded idiots? My so called friends are idiots who think I like them just because I've spoken to them once or twice, but really I don't give a fuck about them either, and if it was for me to decide, they could just go and die somewhere.
So what does it mean to "have a life"?
Apparently, having a life these days is going to one or more, parties each weekend, getting smashed and raped, hanging out with people you don't like, having a work you don't want to go to, going to a school with people dumber than peanuts and knowing as many fucknuts as possible. Well aren't you just fucking perfect?
Me? No, I would say that "having a life" is more doing things you like to do.
To enjoy your day, enjoy the way you actually live, which in my case would be being alone.
Although people won't understand or accept the fact that I want to be alone and talk to just a few people that actually seem interesting, or nice.
Instead you keep going with whatever you do to annoy me and eventually end up with me, hating you and you still don't understand a got damn thing.
I've been doing nothing for the last couple of weeks. People tell me that I got no life, but I wonder why?
First of all, I'm living in two of the most lame places in Sweden. One of these two is filled with chavs and imigrants, wannabe-gangsters and loads of douchebags, my mom asks me why I refuse to go outside and I just tell her "Because I don't feel like it", but really, it's because this place is shit, not the house we live in, but the town.
The other place I live in is filled with chavs, emo-kids and people who don't dare to do shit but shout things at you. It's filled with wimps and bitches, blonde bimbos who can't get laid because they don't dare to and wannabe-chavs who like to think they are so cool because they can masturbate for 5 minutes to a Pamela Anderson-poster without cuming.
So people wonder why I got no life? Yeah, so do I!
Maybe because I surrounded by mentally retarded idiots who barely can wipe their own ass after taking a dump, and can't get laid even if it was a invalid girl who can do nothing but say yes and spread her legs. How the fuck am I supposed to have a life in a society like this?!
Yes, people say I have friends, but do I? Really?
Friends, or should I say: even more mentally retarded idiots? My so called friends are idiots who think I like them just because I've spoken to them once or twice, but really I don't give a fuck about them either, and if it was for me to decide, they could just go and die somewhere.
So what does it mean to "have a life"?
Apparently, having a life these days is going to one or more, parties each weekend, getting smashed and raped, hanging out with people you don't like, having a work you don't want to go to, going to a school with people dumber than peanuts and knowing as many fucknuts as possible. Well aren't you just fucking perfect?
Me? No, I would say that "having a life" is more doing things you like to do.
To enjoy your day, enjoy the way you actually live, which in my case would be being alone.
Although people won't understand or accept the fact that I want to be alone and talk to just a few people that actually seem interesting, or nice.
Instead you keep going with whatever you do to annoy me and eventually end up with me, hating you and you still don't understand a got damn thing.
onsdag 24 december 2008
If it was the end of the world, who would be saved first?
As the headline says: If it was the end of the world, who would be saved first?
I'd make a wild guess on.. humm, President of the United States?
Yeah, probably him, and as it is right now, he probably have an espace plan that will take him to safety, no matter what happens.
He probably got an espace plan if his dinner wouldn't be ready in time, that takes him directly to McDonalds where they already got a Big Tasty waiting for him.
Who would be saved second among that first wave of people? The most important people in the world, of course... Celebrties, or porn actors... Pretty much the same these days, but still.
My point is that they say we shouldn't judge people, everyone is equal, and yet they would do that kinda shit to us if something like "the end of the world" would happen. People would probably try to play hero and sacrifice, and honestly I wouldn't give a fuck about that "hero", if he/she is that got damn stupid and decide to sacrifice his/her own life for humanity, fine! At least I would be alive, but if anyone asked me to, I would tell them to fuck off. If I'm gonna die a horrible death, so should they, and as we are about to die, I would just tell them "Don't judge people, we're equal" and then I would laugh at them. Yeah bitches, right back at ya'!
Subject change...
Nah, screw it.
I'd make a wild guess on.. humm, President of the United States?
Yeah, probably him, and as it is right now, he probably have an espace plan that will take him to safety, no matter what happens.
He probably got an espace plan if his dinner wouldn't be ready in time, that takes him directly to McDonalds where they already got a Big Tasty waiting for him.
Who would be saved second among that first wave of people? The most important people in the world, of course... Celebrties, or porn actors... Pretty much the same these days, but still.
My point is that they say we shouldn't judge people, everyone is equal, and yet they would do that kinda shit to us if something like "the end of the world" would happen. People would probably try to play hero and sacrifice, and honestly I wouldn't give a fuck about that "hero", if he/she is that got damn stupid and decide to sacrifice his/her own life for humanity, fine! At least I would be alive, but if anyone asked me to, I would tell them to fuck off. If I'm gonna die a horrible death, so should they, and as we are about to die, I would just tell them "Don't judge people, we're equal" and then I would laugh at them. Yeah bitches, right back at ya'!
Subject change...
Nah, screw it.
lördag 13 december 2008
So yeah, I AM the idiot
Everyone wants to be special, everyone wants to be different from others.
That's why we start our lives off with going to the same education as at least 100 000 other people, then trying to get same job as at least 50 000 other people, while only max 50% of them gets accepted, the other half need study to get another job, while 50% of that, which is 25% of it all, don't get a job and will end up committing suicide or will basicly live on the street, which about 5% out of those 25%, or 50% of the half, get taken care of by random people, who actually got the job they wanted, so they can support their family in a way they don't want to, just so they can get a vacation every 5th year, and so they can wait to see their kids grow up until they're at least 18-20 years old, so they move out of the house so they can afford more, and then they retire from their jobs and take a trip around the world, while their kids are at home, or something like it, doing the exact same thing as their parents did.
And out of the 50% of the people that actually made it, max 10% actually got the job they wanted, and out of the 100% of all the people from the beginning, 75% of those wanted , sometime during their lifetime, to be famous, and are actually famous in one way or another.
Out of those 10% who got the jobs they wanted, probably around 5% got famous and around 2% out of those are living the lives they want.
The other 3% which are also famous, will end up doing drugs or such stuff and end up dead in an apartment somewhere in the world, where it will take at least 24 hours before someone finds out and they will write that as the front page in the newspapers, because that would be more important than all the other poeple in Africa who are dying because they get no food, the people in Iraq, or other countries like that, are dying in war because of the previous president of America decided to get the fuck out of America and, for some reason, pick a random country and blame them for the 9/11 attack, and bomb the shit out of them WITHOUT thinking of the consequenses, even though the survivors of that country had to migrate to, for an example, Sweden. Where WE are being blamed for being a racists because we wear the Swedish flag on our shirts, and getting beated by people who actually don't live here and don't want to. You're also a racist if you like Sweden yourself, and you're not allowed to tell them to fuck off.
Back to the subject: Miserable life
So we're basicly all copies, apart from that less than 1% that actually gets famous and turn out to be almost different from others, and keep in mind that half of that 1% dies due to the abuse of drugs and such stuff and end up being as miserable as the other nutsacks who decided to the same thing without being famous.
So what makes someone different from others? Nothing ,there is nothing called "being different" anymore, there's always someone, somewhere, somehow, that is similar to the way you are.
So don't you go thinking that you're uniqe, or different. There's always someone as fucked up as you are.
Yes, I am an idiot
That's why we start our lives off with going to the same education as at least 100 000 other people, then trying to get same job as at least 50 000 other people, while only max 50% of them gets accepted, the other half need study to get another job, while 50% of that, which is 25% of it all, don't get a job and will end up committing suicide or will basicly live on the street, which about 5% out of those 25%, or 50% of the half, get taken care of by random people, who actually got the job they wanted, so they can support their family in a way they don't want to, just so they can get a vacation every 5th year, and so they can wait to see their kids grow up until they're at least 18-20 years old, so they move out of the house so they can afford more, and then they retire from their jobs and take a trip around the world, while their kids are at home, or something like it, doing the exact same thing as their parents did.
And out of the 50% of the people that actually made it, max 10% actually got the job they wanted, and out of the 100% of all the people from the beginning, 75% of those wanted , sometime during their lifetime, to be famous, and are actually famous in one way or another.
Out of those 10% who got the jobs they wanted, probably around 5% got famous and around 2% out of those are living the lives they want.
The other 3% which are also famous, will end up doing drugs or such stuff and end up dead in an apartment somewhere in the world, where it will take at least 24 hours before someone finds out and they will write that as the front page in the newspapers, because that would be more important than all the other poeple in Africa who are dying because they get no food, the people in Iraq, or other countries like that, are dying in war because of the previous president of America decided to get the fuck out of America and, for some reason, pick a random country and blame them for the 9/11 attack, and bomb the shit out of them WITHOUT thinking of the consequenses, even though the survivors of that country had to migrate to, for an example, Sweden. Where WE are being blamed for being a racists because we wear the Swedish flag on our shirts, and getting beated by people who actually don't live here and don't want to. You're also a racist if you like Sweden yourself, and you're not allowed to tell them to fuck off.
Back to the subject: Miserable life
So we're basicly all copies, apart from that less than 1% that actually gets famous and turn out to be almost different from others, and keep in mind that half of that 1% dies due to the abuse of drugs and such stuff and end up being as miserable as the other nutsacks who decided to the same thing without being famous.
So what makes someone different from others? Nothing ,there is nothing called "being different" anymore, there's always someone, somewhere, somehow, that is similar to the way you are.
So don't you go thinking that you're uniqe, or different. There's always someone as fucked up as you are.
Yes, I am an idiot
fredag 5 december 2008
I'm an idiot?
I don't know how many that actually read this blog and pay attention to it and I seriously shouldn't give a damn.
But if you are, you could leave a damn comment.
Bastards
But if you are, you could leave a damn comment.
Bastards
torsdag 4 december 2008
Prince and Princess, Waiter and Waitress, Rapist and Rapistess?
I just recieved this mail which said "9 months old baby raped, please sign to prevent this".
Uhm... Yeah, right.
First of all, like I give a damn about one out of thousand babies getting raped each year. Sure, it's a bad thing, but there's nothing I personaly can do about it, and even if I could I probably wouldn't because it wouldn't be my problem, sigh, I'm such a heartless bastard?
Second. Signing a fucking chain-mail over internet that's been sent to at least a thousand people, which at least 50% of them ignored it, won't change a got damn thing. It's not like one of the baby-rapists (or "regular rapists"), once they get it, they will go "Oh.. So many people think it's wrong that I rape babies and/or grown up people.. I better stop"? If the rapists would care they would stop because our society think it's wrong.
No, I wouldn't say it's normal to get turned on by a 9 months old baby and then fuck it violently, or as violent as it can get, just to amuse yourself. No, but it's their "thing", give them a realistic doll or something to play with or shoot them straight away, either way.
Raping isn't a good thing, sure isn't, but then there's people who go "There is people who like being raped" Duuuh....? Yeah, of course they like it.. Or they just like violent sex? It's not rape if they agree with doing it. "PLEASE! RAPE ME! I WANT YOU TO" I wonder which one of them that gets raped.. The rapist would probably get scared, try to run away and the victim would grab him/her and shag the shit out of him/her, and now who's the rapist?
Anyhow, Rape = Bad DooDoo. Got'cha
I think we tend to ignore alot of things that goes on in the world. There's a 9 months old baby getting raped and there's a 4 months old baby, along with the family and relatives, getting tortured and/or killed because there's war going on somewhere, but no one cares about that, right?
Why? Because they didn't mention it on the news or in the newspaper. But that doesn't prevent it from happening? Why don't we just check Youtube? Youtube has everything that has to do with... Anything. But they won't allow porn, racistic shit, violent stuff, grim stuff and so on, and if they do there's an age limit! Because when you reach a certain age it is ok to watch people getting killed, because then you no longer live in your own little world with white ponys and rainbow colored berries, no, then you're allowed to watch people die.
If someone who's been treated like a baby all his/her life would see someone get the head blown off, that person would be so scared, wouldn't want to grow up and run away with Peter Pan to Nevereverland... Where they will meet Captain Hook and get bumraped by him until he gets tired and throws you into the ocean where there's a big crocodile that will do pretty much the same thing and then eat you.
Uhm... Yeah, right.
First of all, like I give a damn about one out of thousand babies getting raped each year. Sure, it's a bad thing, but there's nothing I personaly can do about it, and even if I could I probably wouldn't because it wouldn't be my problem, sigh, I'm such a heartless bastard?
Second. Signing a fucking chain-mail over internet that's been sent to at least a thousand people, which at least 50% of them ignored it, won't change a got damn thing. It's not like one of the baby-rapists (or "regular rapists"), once they get it, they will go "Oh.. So many people think it's wrong that I rape babies and/or grown up people.. I better stop"? If the rapists would care they would stop because our society think it's wrong.
No, I wouldn't say it's normal to get turned on by a 9 months old baby and then fuck it violently, or as violent as it can get, just to amuse yourself. No, but it's their "thing", give them a realistic doll or something to play with or shoot them straight away, either way.
Raping isn't a good thing, sure isn't, but then there's people who go "There is people who like being raped" Duuuh....? Yeah, of course they like it.. Or they just like violent sex? It's not rape if they agree with doing it. "PLEASE! RAPE ME! I WANT YOU TO" I wonder which one of them that gets raped.. The rapist would probably get scared, try to run away and the victim would grab him/her and shag the shit out of him/her, and now who's the rapist?
Anyhow, Rape = Bad DooDoo. Got'cha
I think we tend to ignore alot of things that goes on in the world. There's a 9 months old baby getting raped and there's a 4 months old baby, along with the family and relatives, getting tortured and/or killed because there's war going on somewhere, but no one cares about that, right?
Why? Because they didn't mention it on the news or in the newspaper. But that doesn't prevent it from happening? Why don't we just check Youtube? Youtube has everything that has to do with... Anything. But they won't allow porn, racistic shit, violent stuff, grim stuff and so on, and if they do there's an age limit! Because when you reach a certain age it is ok to watch people getting killed, because then you no longer live in your own little world with white ponys and rainbow colored berries, no, then you're allowed to watch people die.
If someone who's been treated like a baby all his/her life would see someone get the head blown off, that person would be so scared, wouldn't want to grow up and run away with Peter Pan to Nevereverland... Where they will meet Captain Hook and get bumraped by him until he gets tired and throws you into the ocean where there's a big crocodile that will do pretty much the same thing and then eat you.
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