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Billy Gots Some Rage.
So basicly, this blog is a part of what I like to call my inner-most random, mind-blowing-out-of-your-pants, and insane thoughts. Or not. Mabey it's just a blog, but don't get me raging about that now. I'm sure there is better things to rage about.
cat (jerkoff)
So, My freaking freak cathole decided that freaking she freaking wanted to freaking be a freaking dickface. all freaking i was freaking doing was freaking petting freaking her so freaking nicely. freaking she freaking jumps the freak up and starts freaking doing this freaky cat twisty freaking thing. why is she such a freaking penis? then freaking she starts freaking attacting freaking me. and NO FREAKING BODY MESSES WITH LAQEEFUH FREAKING. gosh she is such an innapropriate freaking work and freaking i dont freaking know the freak how to freaking spell that freaking word but who freaking cares. freaking gosh. im freaking typing like a thunderstorm because billy is freakking angery. from now freaking on, this cat aint gettin dick. she is such a freaking vagina face.
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I hate you.
- I hate it when you talk to me.
- I hate it when you are trying to make a point and KI obviously don’t care so you just stand there and stare at me.
- I hate it when I say somthing to get my borther off my balls and you just have to step in and give me your 2 sence which I obviously don’t want and don’t care about.
DUDE! Get off my freaking balls, Leave me the freak alone, And don’t talk to me.
Baby Sisters…
So I was spendign the night at my friends house and she has a three year old baby sister. let me just say that I am so glad me and my brother are three years apart and not thirteen. Because if I was her, I rage up and down the wall like… no crap. I mean shes super cute and all, but she walks around naked and then demands that she can sit on your lap. I have a fear of getting peed on.
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Good After-Freaking-Noon
So, although I made this blog only yesterday, I feel as though people could get the immpression that I have anger issues or that I dont know how to handle my anger. This is not true at all, in fact… When I get angry, I draw large penis’s in my notebook and then i cut them out and rip them to shreds. I belive that this anger-reliving method is perfect well… as long as your dad or granmother walk in on you upon doing this. That would be quite a shock to whoever sees that! Anyways… My pants are full on rage right now and my mint tastes bad.
