Whoa, I really love all the negativity in this world. It's fucking amazing. I really makes me want to throw my hands in the air and shout out in glee.
PSYCH!
It kind of makes me want to throw things around that will make loud noises and wake the neighbors up. Luckily, I'm not very strong, so nothing I can throw will make that loud of a noise. And now my ear hurts because it's probably infected or something. Maybe that's a sign for me not to gauge them. It's funny how I can't really do anything I want. I can't really joke around at all, because I'm not funny, right? I mean, it's not like I was TRYING TO BE FUNNY at all today. That's the joke. It's one of those jokes that are supposed to piss you off because if you read between the lines you'll see that it's not a joke at all, just a message from me saying I hate your fucking guts. "Who?" you may ask. Well, I don't really know. Maybe you. Maybe the president (I wrote him a letter today). Or maybe everyone.
It kind of makes me want to disappear. Makes me not want to be here at all right now. But there's no where else to be. And that's sad. I'm fucking 16 years old, and this is how I spend my Saturday nights. Fuck that.
And now I've wasted all this space.
Well it's not like anyone reads this anyway.
-Trippfuckingthirteen, who isn't funny, by the way