If I could choose to live life all over again, I'd correct all my mistakes and tell Ivan I'm so sorry. Happy Birthday to u too.
I do not remember what a normal relationship feels like.
Some people get to keep theirs. I get to annihilate them. Twice.
I am unable to care for myself.
I am not emo. I do not think "everybody hates me" and cry in the dark. It's more like "I hate everyone and would 'accidentally' pull the trigger in your face."
If I were a Lebanese, I would not be typing this. I'd be crouching around under pieces of debris trying to stay alive and away from bombs.
I need to get richer.
I want to tap into Russia's power and gas market. Unfortunately, they are asking for 80 million bucks. I have less that 0.1% of the said amount.
I died a long time ago. 2002 to be exact.
And I need to beat someone up. So if you want to give me crap today, feel free. Bear in mind that I might kick your ass. Bear in mind too that in the unlikely event that I fail to hurt you and get caught and go to jail for it, you can bet your ass that I will come back and try and try again until I succeed i.e. until you're rotting 3 feet underground, in a shallow grave behind my house, decomposing and nourishing my fruit trees. After that I'll be the goverment's problem. But if I get away with your murder, I'll probably deal drugs and weapons, if I can find the suppliers. Afterall, what company in their right mind would hire a jailbird? And if I get caught again then, atleast I'll rest well, knowing that you died in my hands :)
Bah
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