Sunday, January 23, 2005

NAZIS.

My parents are nazis. So I'm gonna be a fuckin' nurse for you and not for me, so at least let me get as many friggin' holes in my fuckin' face as I fuckin' want. Because you're taking over my life. Man. I needa get outta here. My sister did try to defend me though, hah. My little sister. And that's how that went. The verdict is...guilty. Punishment: take it out in two months. And I guess I will. But it's so muthafuckin cool. So if by two months, I don't want to take it out, they'll rip it out or I'll have to move out. Because they won't let me stay if it's in. So fuck it. That's life, right. Getting shot down. Life is being taken over. Life is life is life. So why do they always want me to live for them, by them, and with them. Is there "I" in Life?

Fuckin' nazis, man.

What the fuck ever.

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