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Humanity's last hope's Diary
by Humanity's last hope

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An insult to the dead.

02/28/2010

Finally. Something worth writing about. I got like 3 random provoking status comments on facebook from an ex I continually shut out of my life whenever she pops back up. And this is too much to post on facebook.

"The True Dynamics of Getting Pissed Over Things You Don't Really Care About."

How's your judgment these days?
Insufferable wench.
My cold blood boils and my canines clinch
It's not that I'm still attracted to you.
Or that I still harbor feelings
Its the enthusiasm with which
I send your confidence reeling.
The predator's victory
I prefer you this way.
And all the times I've seen you on your knees,
I've never seen you pray.
Move on while you can still catch your breath.
Forget whatever you thought was between us.
Don't just stand there with your mouth open
My god, its permanently shaped itself around a penis.
The last time I banished you,
you cried on my voicemail for 3 days.
Begging me to call you,
while I begged you to go away.
You're more deeply disturbed than I can possibly calculate.
You have no love for anything that doesn't ejaculate.
But you're so wretched you have to get yourself drunk to masturbate.
Breath so toxic, your lungs just won't respirate.
Thoughts so fucked up that they simply won't validate.
There's a conflict between your ears. Find a bullet to mediate.
I've grown into something you could never appreciate.
I'm zen, but your ignorance begs me to retaliate.
You're just a plaything to me now. Something to eviscerate.
And I, to you, am a life to complicate.
Is it because your sister and I got the notion to fornicate?
Because she tops you in bed, on a level I can't even estimate.
I mean, you can't really blame me. Have you not seen her?
And we had plenty of time, while you were out chasing wiener.
Stop stewing about it. It's an unscratchable itch.
But ask yourself, did you really have to be such a bitch?
You spit in my face, and I took you back.
You fucked up at work, and I picked up the slack.
I put up with all kinds of shit. I ran from the facts.
Don't push the knife away, princess. Just listen and relax.
I was intrigued and empty. You were the creepy girl down the block.
I was stoned and lonely, and then you pulled out my cock.
I'm true to the facts. Best head I've ever gotten.
But thank god my instincts said use protection, cause your vag was fucking rotten.
All your half-baked paranoia, the vile things you said,
The way you always smoked the last bowl, the way you turned the walls red,
You got under my skin, and inside my head
Make me do some painting of my own, made me wish i was dead.
But that made it pretty easy to fuck your sister in your bed.
Yeah, I'll admit I cared at first. Enough that I even bled.
But you assumed I'd take your punishment forever. All the wild accusations.
the screaming in my ears, outbursts with no justification.
The way you monitored my texts for signs of sexual relations.
I grew to resent you, and your crude imagination.
But therein lies the key. You knew from the start i was tainted.
So I sinned only where you expected it. Became the picture your judgment painted.
This is where you respond with cliche slander against my penis.
Us guys really wish you'd find a more original way to demean us.
But your insults mirror your relationships. You go straight for the genitals.
Go ahead if It'll make you feel better. I'll just sit here and be cynical.
No, I'm not really listening. And you aren't really learning.
Better find a tutor. Cause this school is burning.
Make mundane remarks about my pathology.Tell me my music is dumb.
Just know the last few times you went down on me, You licked your sister's cum.
Oh, I'm not finished yet. You wanted to push me.
We match only in that we've both tasted your sister's pussy.
By now you feel a burning in the place you thought was hollow.
As for that lump in your throat, just ask your sister how to swallow.



previous entry: I wanna go home. Take off this uniform and leave the show.

next entry: The boy who blocked his own shot.

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