Everything sucks, the world sucks, it's dark and cold...
and it's like pooring rain while being outside, it's also like having an idea for something for dinner but a very key ingredient is sold out so you can't have it. It's like the sky plus running out of room 10 minutes before the end of a tv show you really wanted to see that'll never be repeated or released on dvd again. It's like buying a lotto ticket and if you took 2 away or added 2 to each number you would have jackpotted. It's like getting the brand new gameboy colour for christmas but not having any batteries because you thought it came with some. It's like finding out something really really shitty when you thought it was really really good.

Life sucks the big one, and then when it's gone, there is oblivian, and it's like the gods are doing you a favour 'cus existing anymore is horrible - even if you're existing in an afterlife.

In other news, Banoffee pie for breakfast. WOO.
( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Sun 11 Sep 2011, 9:54, 1 reply, 14 years ago)

I wrote a poem to express my thoughts and feeling, that are deep and meaningfull and hurt.
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( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Sun 11 Sep 2011, 10:11, Reply)

I like the way you rhymed 'early' with 'early'

( broadsword, Sun 11 Sep 2011, 10:50, Reply)

Oasis standard rhyming right there

( Bill Clay a.k.a. Claudio, Sun 11 Sep 2011, 11:10, Reply)