Saturday, September 25, 2004


I hate you more than anyone

You're so goddamn ugly. Try and hope you're cute, or even hot. Make up other excuses for why no one likes you. But you're so perfect, you don't know what it is. Just die. Do everyone the greatest favor you can (fave?)give. The only useful one. Stop latching on to them and hope that symbiosis comes eventually. That someday they may actually need you. Some say you're cool, but everyone you need to say it would never even be able to comprehend it. You're not going to grow up to be anything. You're going to be the shit that works with Manpower who gets made fun of because you can't speak Spanish. You're going to be the ugly bum. The one that people can't go within 15 feet of for fear of disease or fleas. The one who starves to death in some alley. No one wants you. They never have. They never will. You sad fucking pussy. You'll only be able to get any if she was passed out. You will never get married. You will never have a child. You'll be the loser that everyone at the office makes fun of. The guy who thinks he's cool but couldn't be farther from it. Living in whatever decade you think you belong in, but not committed enough to pick one because drugs are scaryyyyyy. Pussy. That's why you'll never get any. Can never take a risk. Have to be invited. Have to hold up the reputation of the nice guy. Nice guys finish last. You have to use a cliche to make a point. Can't be original. Never have been. Always the loser. GIVE UP FUCKING DIE YOU PIECE OF SHIT I HATE YOU

Thursday, September 02, 2004


Dear Cuz,

I have no money especially after buying Invader Zim DVDs. Oh well. Wait for my birthday. I'm supposed to be getting something big. We're going to beat you Friday night. AHAHA

Robert H. Rayas the first

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