fuck you and your twisted mind dead brain dead brainless friends

[sprinklethief]

so wyl had a rendevous with wendi who told him that john and nicka really don't like me. i thought jon and nicka and i were getting close but aparently while my back was turned there was this giant knife jammed in. they're sick of me being sick. funny, so am i. but aparently i'm more of a burden on everyone than originally thought. i'm glad that little skank-whore wendi got to be the bearer of bad news through wyl. i knew the second i left town she'd make an attempt. fucking sloppy bitch. i hope she gets aids and dies a miserable and horrid death.

so at any rate, everyone is marginally tolerating me. great to know that the second i leave town all these wonderful people try to kill my relationship. fuck you all. FUCK YOU ALL.

WHY DO ALL MY "FRIENDS" TRY TO MAKE MY LIFE SO MUCH MORE FUCKING DIFFICULT?!?!?!?!

fuck you all, seriously. absolutely fuck you all.

Comments

[paroxysm-cycle.livejournal.com]

are there any open shift lead positions for full time? i'd be more than happy to come back.



i agree on the whole not seeing eachother too much thing. next puppet night i think we should invite you and jen instead of jon and nicka. either that or wyl can hang out with jon and nicka on one side of the room and we can hang out on the cool people side.

or maybe we can have "hey jen, get out your fucking paints and create so you can take out your pissed offidness on a canvas and create some serious awesomeness that i know you're capable of, ya shit!" night while you and wyl jam out to some finntroll and be all nordic with your black metal asses.