@#$%&!

it is official. god hates me.

i skidded on an oil slick and crashed my car earlier this month. and now, a few hours back, i got mugged…

goddamnit. damn.it.god. seriously, what is this shit. have i not been a good person for a very long time? have i not stopped at each and every traffic light and zebra crossings? have i not made sure that my trash is separated into recyclable, glass and organic matter? have i not opened doors and pulled out chairs? have i not stomped on any hearts lately? have i not mangled any feelings recently? overall, have i not turned over a new leaf and become a better person? you reward my good changes with bad pitfalls?

what a bitch.

to the two motherfuckers that mugged me, i am not a racist bigot but situations like this seeks to reinforce my hatred towards the worthless youths of your kind. you cheap pieces of shits which are good for nothing pests to the society on motorbikes, procreating equally worthless out of wedlock spawnlings that will undoubtedly take your god forsaken space and your useless waste of oxygen self in the future.

i hope you get high and die from the back alley codeine and cheap crack that you buy with my hard earned money.

‘sons of the earth/bumiputra’ my unprivileged 2nd class citizen’s ass.

fuck you two to a slow and painful rotting, crippling death. may cthulu gnaw on your mortal souls for eternity. may your bodies be fed to the thousand dark young of shub-niggurath, while you are still alive. may nyarlathotep consume your consciousness and rape your minds while you stare with unblinking sewn opened eyes. may you fucktards’ wounds fester after crashing that motorbike of yours into a mongrel corpse filled disease ridden monsoon drain…

my anger. it knows no bounds. if only we are allowed to bear arms. i would so slice than grin of your face with a blunt butter knife.

where are the old gods when you need them.

retribution. i would definitely sacrifice a truckload of cute little furry animals to call down the eternal wrath on your worthless souls.

these new gods work too damn slow and are kind…

and tame…

too tame…

lamers.

bleah…

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    • jennifer chen
    • March 24th, 2010

    hey…u ok?

  1. Sorry to hear.

  2. just found out from e. and a.

    dropping by to say hi. hope you are okay. march wasn’t a good month for me either. well let’s move on to april, shall we? we miss you.

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