2:58 a.m. - 2003-02-03
chunk o crap
i dont write much on weekends. have to pretend im cool and have a life sometimes. so here is my sunday night 2 cents - for the guys.
you know youre sad (ie -pathetic/worth my pitty) when you jerk off in the dark and dont turn on the light for a few minutes afterwards because you dont want to ruin "the mood."
i know im sad (ie -pathetic/stupid) because theres a girl who exists, and id go down on her, just to see her/have her in my life/wash down my hamburger (the cornerstone of any nutritious breakfast) with some of her tasty juices.
those green eyes kill me.
dont think im mushy and gay like you fuckers - im just obsessed - love is for suckers - infatuation is a disease. Ive got a bad case of a disease i cant even cure with pictures of angelina jolie or jenna jameson porn.
you are missing out (at least on some good old fashion oral - some people fail to take advantage of the people they could easily sexually manipulate)
btw if you are a girl and you are reading this, the only reason i havnt manipultaed you sexually is because we havnt met. my ego doesnt write checks my body cant cash.
____________________________just so you know---------------
wash down my hamburger (the cornerstone of any nutritious breakfast) with some of her tasty juices.
and
my ego doesnt write checks my body cant cash.
if you didnt know, those lines are copied from pulp fiction and top gun. fuck all you hacks out there that steal material like NiN lyrics and dont say trent reznor wrote them. give credit where its due.
