Who can be Pissed but meAs I sit alone I ask who pisses me offWho can be Pissed but me
Emos do with their constant whining and the long excessive rant Telling everyone suicide is eminent but death never comes They wear the black attire that creates an attitude of can’t And pop thousands of pills that only turn out to be Tums
Liberals do with their need to help the laziest of bums And crying about the unfairness of this cruel world They sound like a thousand English boys running to their mums As all they do is cry and lay in the corner, curled
Trailer trash does with their need to have a better car than their ho
Strippers and Bimbos“You dirty rat bastard!” my wife screamed from our bedroom. “You just think you can whore around and not expect me to not find out!” “Honey, I swear I did no such thing! I just talked to her the whole time, honest to god” I answered back knowing it was falling on deaf ears.Strippers and Bimbos
“You know what? No, I’m done with you, just pack your bags and you and that whore can live the rest of your pathetic lives together” she said in an emotionless tone and I knew that was all she had to say, I was gone. You see, I’m not all that bad, I just found myself in the wrong situati
UtopiaSociety’s Flaws of PerfectionUtopia
The dust settled over the barren landscape as a group of mercenaries watched over for the sight of movement. “ Nothing coulda’ lived that-” Merc. Forster began but was stopped just before ending. “We’re taking watch because something could have lived that. This has been going on for three years because of that same reason, something has always lived.” Mercenary Sergeant Phoenix said never taking his eyes of the landscape. The field Phoenix was watching over was the foundation of what used to be know
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The bones tell me...NOTHING! --The Wizard, Willow
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