Why? they ask.

The other day a friend ask me. "why do you hate so many ppl" another friend ask me "Why are you so bitter & angery all the time" ppl ask me "why am i so sad and mad on my birthdays"

Well.. One: It takes allot to impress me so if i dont like something i will let you know. if i give my opinion it will never be half assed no hugs kisses and sugar coats. i dont Bull Sh*t ppl. I say whatever i think no matter how awful or horrible it is... I'm a str8 edge str8 shooter who tells it like it is. ppl can bitch moan piss and whine all they want. thats just how it is.

Two: life has made me bitter and angery. allot of it pure frustration. the more i try the worse it gets. Life is what you make of it? BS!! NOT if your constantly held back in life!

And as for the "why am i so sad and mad on my birthdays". Well Every birthday i have is hell. i dont look like i use to anymore and i hate getting older. i mean it happens to us all i shouldnt sweat it so much. but its like everyday i live i am one step closer to dying alone. I have nothing to show for life at all. just failures.

Ppl say i need to celebrate life. i have never really learned how to celebrate life cause its never been worth celbrating. I do appreciate life even my own. i just dont

I guess i just have this really shitty way of looking at things, thqat cant be changed, Allot of ppl just look at the dopeness of life.. But me, it's like i just look at the wackness, i dunno why i just do. maybe cause of the lack of "good" in my life. enough suffering and failure does that to a person.

scars

to some scars are symbols proudly worn by one as a demonic trophy of
ones battles or bravery.. to others scars are hideous reminders of
painful things one would rather block out and not remember..

The Raven Once said "Scars are souvenirs you never lose. The past is
never far. But what do you do? What do you do when your memories
are razorblades? When everything you can possibly remember hurts?
What do you do?" What Does one do when faced with the scars of life's endless blood
bath?

What does one do? sadly i know this answer..
Every minute i hurt.. every memory seems to lead to something awful and
painful... Every unwanted second i breath and live is pain.. my life is
best described as a endless Suffocation.. every minute lived i feel
like a Fish out of water slowly suffocating to death. thrashing around
fighting for one small breath of air that never comes.. Every Gasp is
another scar to wear..

How do i Live in pain? i cant really say i do.. i exist in agony.. 31
years of useless meaningless existence.. nothing to show bout pain, anger, bitterness, &
fear.. But then again Why fear anything? i have nothing to lose but pain
& Mysery

My Scars are all i really have..



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voters messed up bad

i once saw a group of cows lying under a tree, enjoying the shade and I thought I wish my life was that easy, then realized they're dinner.. America thinks its got a great leader who will bring change to our country. ermony thought the same thing when they got hitler. he ran on the change gimmick to. look how it turned out. What that syn said about "sheeps to slaughter.

Today culton said something sooo true. Obama wants to rush his healthcare plan threw fast so ppl cant read it first and see how bad it it.

Everything i said about ombama is coming true. just like everything i said about buh was true.

America trusted the wrong chi town con man.

God must love stupid people. He made so many of them.

my life my birthday my pain.

Well yesterday was my stupid birthday. Another pouintless useless year of life. well its "Existance" not life.. ive never really lived. Been held back to much for that. my apt is on the 7ths floor of a 12 story building. a have a perfect view of the same hospital i was born in. ironic? huh? on my birthday thats what i see? the only thing i wished for was a rocket launcher.

i hate my city

let me tell you about the time i went off to make it big as a country singer in Nashville Tn. I wrote this awesome little country tune that was sure to be a hit. it was called duke done up and run off with betty lou. its about a man whose wife betty lou runs off with his dog duke to make it big in hollywood porn togather. He walks in on betty and duke doing some real kinky beastality shit. well they run off and she dies in a horrible tragic accident on set with a horse BUT her lawyers still sue for deorce. duke comes home to the guy only to be hit by a car and the man has to put poor ole duke down. its a pretty sad song.

Well i get to nashville and find out everyone is crunk and hip pop and that whole country thing is a sterotype that just aint true anymore. we all know i cant rhyme so i was SOL. I did stay at a great little hotel called krestwood suites. it was awesome stay there if you ever get a chance. its in masison tn next near the rivergate mall. Great place to shop lift by the way.

i was only there 3 months. the next time i went i lived in Nashville for 9 months. So yeh i'm trying to move back. i HATE Asheville Nc it is a sesspool of garbage and retarded ppl. i wish someone would nuke Asheville off the map. honestly this whole country should be gotten rid of if ya ask me...


i mean a man who pid his way out of going to prison for raping children twice dies and the whole country morns? the whole world really! There is no hope for mankind...


speaking of hope for mankind. Watch the movie babylon AD if you get a chance. i really liked it. i thought it was really overlooked when it came out...

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Life

SO let me tell you a story.

PIcture it charlotte North carolina! i was 18 yrs old. i'm the Nwa charlotte world champion. the belt is worth 15.000 bucks! 10 pounds of leather and gold. i sit the belt down. i'm snorting a huge line of coke off a woman’s ass and i get to thinking. I should spank this hooker. So i start to and this bitch Shits! it goes all over the belt!! So we kick massive diarrhea chic out the hotel.

so i have to get this belt cleaned We take this belt to a guy to get it cleaned he throws up ON THE BELT!! i tell him he has to clean it free he kicks us out. so we are taking this belt around to all these places that clean gold. Well no luck i get a call from the promotor sayinf the new 20,000 belt is in 15 pounds of leather and gold! to bring him the old one and get the new one. well i just decide to fess up! i take the belt in trade it in. the boss knowing i'm insane dont even say a word!


i guess the moral of the story is. When life shits and throws up on you. hang in there and it might not be as bad as it seems.

Never trust a starbucks barista

So i wake up and its another sunny day in hell yay! I go to a business meeting.

SO i'm at this starbucks with a client. (im a talent agent and a indy wrestler) Anyway there is this cute little starbucks barista and she is like smiling and flirting with me. So right off the bat i'm thinking she is mentally challenged, clinically insane, or maybe blind... I have no idea. i just thought she is hott and flirting with me.


I'm thinking hey i'ma eat this barista's p*ssy. time to play russian roulette with my tongue. Did she wash today? is it that time of the month? is it shaved? (I like my vagingo naked and bare. NO hair. im not a caveman i just act like one. ) All these things run threw my mind. as she is getting off work i ask her to come with us to eat. After dinner we take her home and my client ends up knowing her roomate! small world huh. She wants to show me her room. turns out she is like emo goth lol. i dont care cause like i said. i'ma eat this barista's p*ssy! And i did! We messed around allot. she called back a few times. BUT guess what!! SHE HAS A BOYFRIEND!!!!

So how retarded is that?

wemon are evil.

So i broke my ribs and missed this week ends show. the promotor did not want me to work a match hurt. this wrestler chic comes over to bring some video games she borrowed back to me. She starts asking me for advice on her love life!! what she should do about her new Girl friend.(she is bi) I'm sitting there getten a boner listening to her run her trap. (she is prolly reading this lol) So i just tell her Hey Your giving me a boner. and she responds with "oral" sex. Does this make me a pimp? or a slut? i am going to hell? who knows. i sure dont. BUT that was a fun little thing that happen.