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Saturday, June 26, 2010

I AM SO MUCH BETTER THAN YOU

NOBODY READS THESE ANYMORE.

I just looked at the people I am following on "Blogger" or "Blogspot" and like everyone's has been deleted. Bronte has deleted his. Elle and kat haven't written on theirs for like a year and I don't know what Lydia's doing on hers.

And why is nobody using Blogger or Blogspot or whatever the fuck this website is called?

TUMBLR!

Tumblr is the enemy. It isn;t even spelt right, surely it shold be called 'Tumbler'. I suppose that's the fucking indie point.

Tumblr is more popular because people would rather repost other people's pictures than actually write anything.

NOTHING ON TUMBLR IS ORIGINAL.

At least on my amazing, insightful blogs, you get pictures of me as a superhero, randomly placed song lyrics as titles, the considersation of Jesus' place in a boy band and essential quotes for the new millenium.

WHAT AM I TALKING ABOUT?

YOU WON'T READ THIS


Okay, so I must admit, I look at Tumblr blogs, bu only for pretty girls.
And funny things.
And Harry Potter references.

DON'T JUDGE ME


WELL YOU CAN'T
YOU NEVER EVEN READ THIS

In six months, I assume I will be less happy than I am now.
Why?
You'll never know.

Well, maybe you will.
But you won't know that you know

BECAUSE YOU NEVER READ THIS SHIT BLOG



I wish I was a billionaire.
I would travel lots and buy lots of things and not study.

And on those unmaterialistic words, I bid you ADIEU

I have to go pick Annika up from work
HEAR THAT, ANNIKA?

Well, read that?

i DOUBT YOU WILL
BECAUSE NO ONE READS THIS

I still like you lots.
I hope it's still painted in blood on your wall.

NEVARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

at the bottom of everything, part 2

I've been waiting eighteen and a half years now, i'm ready for my fucking shining star.
i'm such a contra sometimes.

At the bottom of everything

HELP \\ HOW FUCKING LOUD DO I HAVE TO YELL
HELP \\ HOW FUCKING LOUD DO I HAVE TO YELL
HELP \\ HOW FUCKING LOUD DO I HAVE TO YELL
HELP \\ HOW FUCKING LOUD DO I HAVE TO YELL
HELP \\ HOW FUCKING LOUD DO I HAVE TO YELL
HELP \\ HOW FUCKING LOUD DO I HAVE TO YELL
HELP \\ HOW FUCKING LOUD DO I HAVE TO YELL
HELP \\ HOW FUCKING LOUD DO I HAVE TO YELL

before anyone actually hears

well hello

blog.
it sure has been a while.
maybe time to start again
hahhhhhhhhhhhhhh

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mr lonely

why is it that everyone has somebody to love them, but me?
all my friends have other, better, more convenient friends or lovers.
shit, i have my job.
life is lonely when you're not at school
hell, it was lonely then too.
well, maybe it is just my bitterness that drives me away from people? maybe my friends don't even realise how distant i even feel!

argh, maybe i deserve this, for what i did to him. my biggest regret, bigger than the decision i made in year 9, was treating him the way i did, and i will never forgive myself. i doubt he will either.

whatever, i have work in 6 hours, i think it's time for bed.

you thieving scoundrel.

Somewhere along the way, my hopefulness turned to sadness,
Somewhere along the way, my sadness turned to bitterness,
Somewhere along the way, my bitterness turned to anger,
Somewhere along the way, my anger turned to vengeance.