Wednesday, March 18, 2009
2:15 PM ● oh, divorce
 the anger just swells until it threatens to take over me! oooooh i'm so mad i could fuck her...
up.
i've decided i'm going on an rpatz-less diet. after mulling it over for a while (a whole whopping hour and a half) i've come to the conclusion that being a whore is bad and that i do not support this permiscuousnessness. i'm not inflicting my righteousness on anyone, i'm just saying manwhoring is not acceptable, much like woman whoring isn't either.
there, i'm doing my part on the double standards issue. i deserve a fucking hero cookie or something.
if a woman can't have lots of sexual partners in quick succession (like, say, if megan fox was single, and she went around h.wood fucking everyone, people would be up in arms. and in line) without being called nasty names then neither should a man, no matter what his 'status'. fuck being gorgeous. be good too.
ok ok ok, i can't say what to do on your own time, dial 1-900-sir-fucks-a-lot, but i can safely say that i'm divorcing this love right meow. for the time being. until you do a half (or full, i'm not suggesting anything wink wink nudge nudge) nekked spread a la zefron.
that criterion might change my mind on this anger towards your slutty self. then again, just wait five minutes. i'm like the weather ha-ha-ha.
but until then, or until there is something redemable about your character (other than you're really pretty to look at, you are a bit of a lush, and you make my brain go all fuzzy) i bid you adieu.
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college student of historical events, future educator. canadienne. i like to read, but i don't do it enough. i run. i like zombies. i'm obsessed with all things batman, except not batfleck. i'm a terrible video game player, but i'm getting better through attrition. i can play piano pretty good, though. the sound of city streets soothes me, but i love the silence of the forest. curious stargazer.
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Wednesday, March 18, 2009
2:15 PM ● oh, divorce
 the anger just swells until it threatens to take over me! oooooh i'm so mad i could fuck her...
up.
i've decided i'm going on an rpatz-less diet. after mulling it over for a while (a whole whopping hour and a half) i've come to the conclusion that being a whore is bad and that i do not support this permiscuousnessness. i'm not inflicting my righteousness on anyone, i'm just saying manwhoring is not acceptable, much like woman whoring isn't either.
there, i'm doing my part on the double standards issue. i deserve a fucking hero cookie or something.
if a woman can't have lots of sexual partners in quick succession (like, say, if megan fox was single, and she went around h.wood fucking everyone, people would be up in arms. and in line) without being called nasty names then neither should a man, no matter what his 'status'. fuck being gorgeous. be good too.
ok ok ok, i can't say what to do on your own time, dial 1-900-sir-fucks-a-lot, but i can safely say that i'm divorcing this love right meow. for the time being. until you do a half (or full, i'm not suggesting anything wink wink nudge nudge) nekked spread a la zefron.
that criterion might change my mind on this anger towards your slutty self. then again, just wait five minutes. i'm like the weather ha-ha-ha.
but until then, or until there is something redemable about your character (other than you're really pretty to look at, you are a bit of a lush, and you make my brain go all fuzzy) i bid you adieu.
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