Here's a collection of "short stories"?
The world is a very ugly place... and so is the people that live on it.
I'm not sayin' that I'm the sexiest out there (even though I could be), I'm saying that if you're ugly you should fucking do something about it! I know I've brought up ugly people before, but still! Do something about THAT FACE OF YORUS FOR GODS SAKE!
They say that torturing people is illegal, then WHY! I repeat: WHY are THEY allowed to be so goddamn ugly?!
But I suppose we should let them... I do not intend to pay for them to get beautiful. But please, at least wear a mask or cover up, it's no one in the world that would want to see that, not even your own parents.
Back to the actual subject: Old people.
So I was walking down the street, just as usual, and this old lady was walking in front of me.
Suddently, for some reason, she began to walk faster and faster and I didn't get it, and since I was in a hurry, I began to walk faster aswell.
So she looks back fast and then turn her head around again, grab her bag very tight and walks even faster. I was like "What the fuck?"And then I stopped and walked across the road and soon..
Now, why did she do it? I bet she thought I would steal her bag. Why would I want to steal her bag in the middle of the city when there's plenty cars on the road and about 15 people around us? Why would I wanna steal it at all?
Or even worse, maybe she thought I would want to rape her?
And now, who the fuck wants to rape an old lady? That's disgusting! All floppy and stuff...And they smell funny!
Anyhow, old people are annoying, either they love you for no reason or they hate you for no reason. I hate them either way, but still. They go "Teenagers nowdays, they're so different from my time" Well no shit! Your generation has gone extinct long ago and you're still alive! Call the archaeologists, we've found a dinosaur!
No, but really, old people and super heroes/heroines have something in common.
They fucking refuse to die!
They get old, then they get even older and end up in a wheelchair, and then even older and stay in the wheelchair, and then EVEN older and lay down on a bed half-dead, and then even older when no one actually gives a shit if they're alive or not! They just refuse to die! WHY WON'T YOU JUST LAY DOWN AND DIE ALREADY?!
And so on...
Love me!
You wish!
I don't see the point in running around telling people to love you when no one actually gives a damn. There's a shitload of that kind of people. Ok, let's get it straight, having sex and loving someone is not the same thing. Yes, people that do like eachother might have sex and enjoy it, but I think a slut who runs around and gets laid with different people each weekend enjoys it more, because he/she got more choices.
Relationships is a kind of tied up thing. You're almost forced to be with that one person all the time, living in fear of losing it(or the sex). So you're bound to one person! And it shouldn't be like that. You should be able to choose for yourself what to do, who to like, where to be, what to be, who to be, to be nice or not. Therefore, our society sucks!
Society sucks and probably always have... At least as long as I can remember.
We're working for nothing, to make money to survive. Why can't we just survive without it?
I mean, just because I've not done ONE thing in school, they'll decide to take all my money even though I'm a good student?
You must be nice to people aswell, otherwise you won't get a work... That's complete bullshit. I'm still not nice to people and yet people like me.
Repeative, I know.
And why the fuck can't people stop begging and complaining?!
They're begging me each fucking day to do stuff for them to keep them amused, and who the hell cares about what I think but me?! WHO?! Yes, I do have a life, I do have free will just like you. I'm not some fucking robot which you can fullfil all your wishes.
I am not perfect, I am a human just like you, I am no different than you!
Or wait, yes, apparently I am. I seem to be better. I seem to be one out of few people who are better than the rest. I do complain, but I don't complain to one person, I complain about everyone. You don't!
Lie detectors.. Are they for real? I really don't think so.
"Let's create a machine that you attaches to your arm that can feel if you lie or not because your heartbeating and sweating reactions are different" Hmm?
And the even funnier thing with it is that they use it on bad guys who they caught during the crime scene, knowing it's them?
"Alright, we know it's you but we're gonna see if it is true or not" And then they send him to a hospital for mentally challanged people. I mean, yeah, you need to send the one who committed the crime, not the ones who can't see the difference between fantasy and reality? Twisted fucking world. Let's judge people who, of course aren't innocent but still not insane, to a fate worse than death?
Wonder if it was better back in the old days.... The really old days, before my time...
Why don't we ask the old people?
Or will they run away...
torsdag 13 november 2008
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