No sense.
Mar 07, 2006 in Curse-spouter
Ten thousand times I've said this and you still make this blistering mistake. Atrocious isn't even the word to describe you, you, you, minions.
But the point of course, was this.
Did you even, for a blink of that second, ever imagine that I'd be BOTHERED about your concerns?
Who said I'd ever gave a fuck?
You're nothing but pathetic idiots, half-bred bastards who almost imagine that you're important, but nyek nyek. YOU ARE ALMOST, BUT. You could have been there, BUT. It's all full stops in the middle of complete sentences, signifying how incomplete you really are, castrated in the middle, because you don't even qualify to complete the sentences.
And you know why?
Because all of you have heads that are too big for your shoulders. Like bobbing pin-heads you walk around with egoes more bloated than air-filled balloons, and alas, they seem to be engorging. You speak as if you know the Word of God from the word of god but you forget about that BASIC fundamental, 'HOW DARE YOU!'
None of us are even qualified to talk about Him. None of us.
And then closer to home you have little dogs calling each other the bigger bitch. Time wasted argueing over things that don't really matter, when time could have been spent better, sleeping. Resting, getting some shut-eye so that you could wake up earlier the next day in order to be productive so that you could live life according to His plans (and 'h' doesn't even have to be capitalized damn it).
Oh no, you didn't even choose to do that. Instead you trot along in the mundane unnecessities and go around clicking and clicking and clicking and tapping, and after a while, you're reduced to lost waste in a humongous maze of riddles that had successfully wrapped you around in its shackles.
And the sad thing is, you don't even realize that you're entrapped.
Instead, you say she speaks in riddles, when you simply refuse to regard this as true: does it freaking matter?
Who says you were invited anyway?
