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it’s my birthday, i’ll bomb the poetry reading if i want to
(2005) i asked her how she liked my poems
she says ehh
nice, i’m so glad that you liked them!
?????
no, she says, ehhhh like a C
i think you should find a new hobby, there’s no money in poetry anyway
.
BiiTcH, ima get rich off my poetry, fuck you.
.
i never got any awards in highschool but it’s cool cuz
i’m pretty sure you could say i was the most well-liked person,
most interesting person,
and most insane person
in the psych ward
.
my depression
like a meteor crash into earth
killing everyone
from the fallout
the devastation
such a great depression
such a massive deep dark great pit of despair
.
thinking about climbing el cap no rope
pretty confident it will cure my depression
.
on the evaluation questionnaire for patient johnny scarlotti, it sayS:
how suicidal are you from one 0 to 5?
- it appears the patient circled 5 then crossed it out and circled 0.
unsure how to proceed , was this a simple mistake?
a cry for help?
.
(2020) yes i’m 32 and i live with my mom, in the basement , so wut , it’s not because i am a loser piece of shit but because i love my mom very much
.
i'm going to watch movies until 2 am
then sleep until 11 am
then die lol
i mean dye
dye my white shirt
black
i mean rainbow
i mean have gay sex
i mean
have mean mean mean gay sex hehe
i mean die
actually
.
my name’s justin but everyone pronounces it jizzstain
after seeing the dried up cumstains all over my clothes and my chair, the seats of my car, my sheets, my walls, my mirrors
it’s cuz i have so much HOTSEX
.
did u guys hear marilyn manson got more of his ribs removed so he can eat his own ass
.
i’m 6 foot 3/5ths inches and tell people i’m 6 feet but i’m taller than my friend who says he’s 6’2”
.
she tells me ur getting fat…
i tell her my dad always told me to be a big boy,
to be the bigger man
to be well-rounded
.
She’s not religious …
or a racist …
But she’s Jewish …
as in niggardly
*sniggers like a man from niger*
-delete
.
there’s a fucking chink in my armor…..
he says things like
ching chong,
wang chang!
I pound on my breastplate
and tell him to stfu, freak
like omg so annoying he’s banging his head making dongbonggongGONGg sounds like a fucking autistic tranny retard tiny small-cock-asian obese lesbian terrorist child
-delete
.
furiously jerking off ,
i think to myself:
this is almost like: furor-iously…. jew-killing-offf….
Führer-iously*
-delete
.
on the free way
lots of drugs on me
goin the speed limit like a good bwoy
a ram, a mustang, a jaguar, a viper, a lambo spider
stampede past me
a pig riding a hog follows close behind
goin eeooeeeooeoeooeoeo
.
think if my mom were to somehow die before me:
i would have to get a team of dominatrixes working on me around the clock for months, in order to get over her
.
oh my fucking god,
if i had a rare wagyu a5 steak right now i’d—
fuck it.
i gotta stop daydreaming...
.
dance move called the helicopter where u cut ur legs off n and swing them around ur head until u pass out and die from blood loss
.
read over 2000 books in my twenties just to impress this one bih…who wouldn't even suck my dick…i mean how preposterous
.
nicknamed my boii Paulo i frequently do drugs with: Paul High
.
it was so horrible! i got ptsd from murdering someone! i don't want to ever do that again but my therapist says in order to get rid of my fear i've got to thrust myself into the situation i'm so afraid of, and continue to do so until you’re not afraid anymore (oh no, i whisper into her ear as i'm stabbing her
.
get my dikk sukt like this bitsh just came up for air after being held underwater for 2 minutes like she just can’t get enough of it…(uggggg-hurrruuunnnggggddddddddd) like she was kept away from something so essential for so long like she’s just an absolute fiend for it … yeah bitch, u suck that cock or i will drown u for real
.
i’m breaking up with u, she says
why? i cry
because ur too clingy, needy…smothering, she tells me
what was that? i ask her
too clingy, needy, smo—
.
i'm only nice to everyone at work, only friends with everyone at work: bc you never know who could snap and go on a shooting rampage and i would be less likely a target.
- and most of all don't assume the really nice guy at work won't target kill U in his shooting spree if you aren't nice to him back
.
she says i'm so stupid and gross and dumb and an idiot and repulsive and useless and i pull out my gun and shoot her in the head and say at least i'm not you
_
i ask her if she want to be friends. she says no, i hate you.
~well, that’s great because i hate myself too, and it’s said you can’t be friends with someone without something substantial in common… i think we could become good friends. probably even great lovers :)
_
i’m going to fucking kill you bitch. HAHA! (only joking) Don’t take me seriously. Sweriously, I’m harmless ;)
_
i tell her sylvia plath’s poetry is poopoo
no it’s not!!!!!! she yells
yes it’s poopoo!!!!
no it’s not!!!!!!!!
poo poo!!!!!
S’not!!!!!!!!!!!
UR RIGHT, IT’S SNOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I WIN
_
she said she’s missed 3 periods in a row and she thinks she might be…. u know. i tell her don’t worry. i take her to pound town. after it’s done i point at her slit, hey look, ur bleeding! and she doesn’t respond but i know it’s all good now
_
i didn't want to have a baby with this bitch…
so i made sure it was stillborn
_
submitted a poem to poetry contest themed loss & recovery. wrote about killing 12 wemen with my bare hands and then had to take a nap after cuz i was so tired
_
she fell asleep reading my book n when she woke up she had paper cuts all over her pussy, asshole, and mouth :0
_
Anyone want to chill with me in my sex dungeon after this? not trying to fuck, just hangout
she says ehh
nice, i’m so glad that you liked them!
?????
no, she says, ehhhh like a C
i think you should find a new hobby, there’s no money in poetry anyway
.
BiiTcH, ima get rich off my poetry, fuck you.
.
i never got any awards in highschool but it’s cool cuz
i’m pretty sure you could say i was the most well-liked person,
most interesting person,
and most insane person
in the psych ward
.
my depression
like a meteor crash into earth
killing everyone
from the fallout
the devastation
such a great depression
such a massive deep dark great pit of despair
.
thinking about climbing el cap no rope
pretty confident it will cure my depression
.
on the evaluation questionnaire for patient johnny scarlotti, it sayS:
how suicidal are you from one 0 to 5?
- it appears the patient circled 5 then crossed it out and circled 0.
unsure how to proceed , was this a simple mistake?
a cry for help?
.
(2020) yes i’m 32 and i live with my mom, in the basement , so wut , it’s not because i am a loser piece of shit but because i love my mom very much
.
i'm going to watch movies until 2 am
then sleep until 11 am
then die lol
i mean dye
dye my white shirt
black
i mean rainbow
i mean have gay sex
i mean
have mean mean mean gay sex hehe
i mean die
actually
.
my name’s justin but everyone pronounces it jizzstain
after seeing the dried up cumstains all over my clothes and my chair, the seats of my car, my sheets, my walls, my mirrors
it’s cuz i have so much HOTSEX
.
did u guys hear marilyn manson got more of his ribs removed so he can eat his own ass
.
i’m 6 foot 3/5ths inches and tell people i’m 6 feet but i’m taller than my friend who says he’s 6’2”
.
she tells me ur getting fat…
i tell her my dad always told me to be a big boy,
to be the bigger man
to be well-rounded
.
She’s not religious …
or a racist …
But she’s Jewish …
as in niggardly
*sniggers like a man from niger*
-delete
.
there’s a fucking chink in my armor…..
he says things like
ching chong,
wang chang!
I pound on my breastplate
and tell him to stfu, freak
like omg so annoying he’s banging his head making dongbonggongGONGg sounds like a fucking autistic tranny retard tiny small-cock-asian obese lesbian terrorist child
-delete
.
furiously jerking off ,
i think to myself:
this is almost like: furor-iously…. jew-killing-offf….
Führer-iously*
-delete
.
on the free way
lots of drugs on me
goin the speed limit like a good bwoy
a ram, a mustang, a jaguar, a viper, a lambo spider
stampede past me
a pig riding a hog follows close behind
goin eeooeeeooeoeooeoeo
.
think if my mom were to somehow die before me:
i would have to get a team of dominatrixes working on me around the clock for months, in order to get over her
.
oh my fucking god,
if i had a rare wagyu a5 steak right now i’d—
fuck it.
i gotta stop daydreaming...
.
dance move called the helicopter where u cut ur legs off n and swing them around ur head until u pass out and die from blood loss
.
read over 2000 books in my twenties just to impress this one bih…who wouldn't even suck my dick…i mean how preposterous
.
nicknamed my boii Paulo i frequently do drugs with: Paul High
.
it was so horrible! i got ptsd from murdering someone! i don't want to ever do that again but my therapist says in order to get rid of my fear i've got to thrust myself into the situation i'm so afraid of, and continue to do so until you’re not afraid anymore (oh no, i whisper into her ear as i'm stabbing her
.
get my dikk sukt like this bitsh just came up for air after being held underwater for 2 minutes like she just can’t get enough of it…(uggggg-hurrruuunnnggggddddddddd) like she was kept away from something so essential for so long like she’s just an absolute fiend for it … yeah bitch, u suck that cock or i will drown u for real
.
i’m breaking up with u, she says
why? i cry
because ur too clingy, needy…smothering, she tells me
what was that? i ask her
too clingy, needy, smo—
.
i'm only nice to everyone at work, only friends with everyone at work: bc you never know who could snap and go on a shooting rampage and i would be less likely a target.
- and most of all don't assume the really nice guy at work won't target kill U in his shooting spree if you aren't nice to him back
.
she says i'm so stupid and gross and dumb and an idiot and repulsive and useless and i pull out my gun and shoot her in the head and say at least i'm not you
_
i ask her if she want to be friends. she says no, i hate you.
~well, that’s great because i hate myself too, and it’s said you can’t be friends with someone without something substantial in common… i think we could become good friends. probably even great lovers :)
_
i’m going to fucking kill you bitch. HAHA! (only joking) Don’t take me seriously. Sweriously, I’m harmless ;)
_
i tell her sylvia plath’s poetry is poopoo
no it’s not!!!!!! she yells
yes it’s poopoo!!!!
no it’s not!!!!!!!!
poo poo!!!!!
S’not!!!!!!!!!!!
UR RIGHT, IT’S SNOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I WIN
_
she said she’s missed 3 periods in a row and she thinks she might be…. u know. i tell her don’t worry. i take her to pound town. after it’s done i point at her slit, hey look, ur bleeding! and she doesn’t respond but i know it’s all good now
_
i didn't want to have a baby with this bitch…
so i made sure it was stillborn
_
submitted a poem to poetry contest themed loss & recovery. wrote about killing 12 wemen with my bare hands and then had to take a nap after cuz i was so tired
_
she fell asleep reading my book n when she woke up she had paper cuts all over her pussy, asshole, and mouth :0
_
Anyone want to chill with me in my sex dungeon after this? not trying to fuck, just hangout
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