Post by Luto Esperanza on Jun 30, 2011 13:17:00 GMT -5
Dear all of my old friends.
Thank you. Thank you sincerely for turning me into the fucked up person I am today. Thank you, for later in our "career of friendship" turning into a complete asshole. Today, I only have a few friends I can hang out with, and by a few I mean about 4. And some of those people I only met recently.
I'm glad I'm not friends with any of you bastards anymore!
But now I only have a few people I can hang out with... I have pretty much no friends. I have a fear that everyone I've ever met and became friends with don't really like me, they just pretend... Thank you for helping that thought grow... and grow in my head. I am severely depressed, but I refuse medication. My father tries to restrict my friends even more. My mom has Multiple Sclerosis. Both my parents are nearing there 60s, if not in their 60s. My father says that they won't be along much longer... You know I'm depressed that's not such a good thing to say to someone who's depressed.
Thank you everyone for enhancing and promoting my mental deficiencies, I appreciate that you hate me so much.
Thank you. Thank you sincerely for turning me into the fucked up person I am today. Thank you, for later in our "career of friendship" turning into a complete asshole. Today, I only have a few friends I can hang out with, and by a few I mean about 4. And some of those people I only met recently.
[*:zpvqbw05]Thank you Mr. Next Door Neighbor for being my best friend since I was 3, and then when I was 11 turn into a dick and leave me the eleven year old to "break up" with you. I'm kind of glad you turned into a Marilyn Manson reject, you were a complete, selfish, bastard.
[*:zpvqbw05]Thank you one of the 4 people I played with in elementary school. Thank you for being one of my best friends, especially when I dumped Mr. Next Door Neighbor. I'm glad I didn't have no friends at that point, but fuck you for turning into a complete selfish asshole in 7th Grade, thank you!
[*:zpvqbw05]Thank you person I hung out with every single day last year that I met in 8th grade. You replaced Mr. One of the 4 People I Played with in elementary school. But too bad you're an impressionable bastard. 1st time I met you, you said you were a "Communist." I try to tell you to make a back up plan because there's a large chance you won't be a doctor [because you're an idiotic lazy slump of bull shit]. You think you can double up with Biology and Chemistry next year? I hope you fail! You think you can do great things the way you act right now, guess what YOU CAN'T You think you're such an intelligent person, and you're always right, and you always know the moral choice. Alright Mr. Crack Baby, Mr. "I don't do homework because it's dumb and I'm lazy", Mr. "I hate my parents even though they take care of me", Mr. "I'm gonna move to Canada and be a doctor and get Medical Marijuana". Yeah that'll DEFINITELY WORK OUT. You think just 'cause you're a doctor you'll get Medical Marijuana. Here's two flaws in your "master plan."
1.) YOU WON'T BECOME A DOCTOR. I won't be surprise if you'll end up in the gutter!
2.) YOU CAN'T GET MEDICAL MARIJUANA WITHOUT A MEDICAL CONDITION. Just that, DUMBASS.
And once that fails, you say you'll be a chef or a baker. I'm fine with that because in all honesty, you're great at cooking. But that's just a back up plan that you will probably forget about with your smoking pot every fucking day, all day long. You will probably either barely pass Bio and Chem and get shitty grades and not get into a good college, or just fail. I will laugh. I will FUCKING LAUGH YOU INCONSIDERATE, SELFISH, KNOW IT ALL BASTARD CHILD! You flaunt the fact that your dad was a crack addict and doesn't live with you, and that you're a bastard child THAT'S NOT GOOD.
I'm glad I'm not friends with any of you bastards anymore!
But now I only have a few people I can hang out with... I have pretty much no friends. I have a fear that everyone I've ever met and became friends with don't really like me, they just pretend... Thank you for helping that thought grow... and grow in my head. I am severely depressed, but I refuse medication. My father tries to restrict my friends even more. My mom has Multiple Sclerosis. Both my parents are nearing there 60s, if not in their 60s. My father says that they won't be along much longer... You know I'm depressed that's not such a good thing to say to someone who's depressed.
Thank you everyone for enhancing and promoting my mental deficiencies, I appreciate that you hate me so much.