| I request that whomever is the culprit of all of these mailroom pranks, to please stop, especially whomever put the Playstation 3 in my mailbox, I mean come on man, grow up.
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| TO WHOM THIS MAY CONCERN (you know who you are):I can't believe you never said never, to me. You know, who you are... I hate this... I can't believe you would do this to me, on a Friday night. Who do you think you are missy? Your a waste of time. I love you. Respect is something you earn not something you burn, you IDIOT! YOU know, who you are. Your a demon.
I can't sleep, instead I eat. Hotpockets aren't cheap you idiot! I want to take a hovercraft to the moon, or a very amazing jet plane, anything so I woudn't have to see your face. I can't believe this is actually happening. Reality already bites, why do you have to make it suck?
I will make a forcefeild around myself and you will never be able to get in. Even if you had 100,000 battle tanks that shot spiked bullets (love notes). You never said never.
I hope reading this makes you feel like that time you felt, after drinking an iced tea with a taranchula at the bottom of the can. Or the time I wizzed that stupid Dragon Ball Z magnet at the telly screen, you screamed, the picture was never the same...
You never said never.
You could at least call, or maybe a text or even a rap-a-tap-tap, just something, anything.... ANGER IS IN MY VIENS! I AM BOILING BLOOD.. |
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| Today the cops pulled someone over. |
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