Duality





Preface



"Here we go again..."




*** I can't fucking entertain everyone all of the time.




*** Sometimes I'm happy with doing nothing. I wish that was all right.





*** I'm not made of money.




*** I still wish that I was right some times.




The Worst




"Independance"

Hey, fuck all you people who decided after Septemper 11th to slap old glory on the side of your car or on the bumper. How fucking nice of you to "love" your country only when it is threatened. (Jump on the band-wagon guys!)

And fuck whoever put the red, white, and blue ribbons on my car while I'm at it. If I wanted them on there I would have done it myself, you worthless nut trash. It was probably some toothless cretin anyway.




"Work"

I saw a prostitute toting her baby around with her on the job. The sad part is the fact that she never has money.

I feel for any child brought into this Hell.

I almost look down on someone who brings a kid into this world.




*** At least they both ruined my entire night. That's cool.




"Walk Like a Man"

I refuse to allow weakness to overcome me. (Repeat as necessary.)




Oh, God someone help me.




(stay in line)

(stand up straight)

(be a man)

(rest in peace)

- Emptiness -




"Sweet Marie, there's a hole where your heart should be."




*** A million incoherencies a week and climbing.




The Finale`




"Mercy"

Love me. Please, love me. For God, the World, and everything that ever mattered just love me back. I won't judge you or ever make you unhappy. Just tell me that you love me.




"Merciless"

Fuck off you filthy whore. After I get done fucking you and making you moan like a prostitute I'm going to blow the smoke from my cancer stick in your pretty little semen covered face and tell you to get the fuck out of my house. That's only if I dared to disrespect my cock enough to jam it in you, though. In short, fuck off.






God I hate couples. I hate googoogaa eyes. I hate kissy faces. And I sure as fuck hate baby talk. Ok, I'm lonely and bitter but give me a fucking break.



I bitch too much.

So maybe my life hasn't been that bad and I'm a stupid little shit that's done nothing with himself because he's immature. Maybe I got dealt some shitty cards and I'm dealing with it. OR, maybe this world is a pile of shit and my life is a meaningless charade consisting of trying to fix my fuck ups from the past, trying to do better than my parents for my parents, and trying to find a decent girl to share this all with.

Oh, bell.




Oh, and I hate pyramid schemes, so fuck off with your tape of the month.












Help.