as i look out the window of darkness a sense of fright overcomes me. Why can't i see anything other than the lack of everything?
. . .I ponder to myself aloud. . .
someone approaches in a stealthy manner and i become aware of their presence after becoming aware of a slight sniffle let out of the individuals nostrils and recieved by my ears
I enter the room thinking to myself. . . What if people reject me for who i am. . . where i am. . . when i am
Is that Jerk Talking to himself?!
I turn to leave as i see a scary man with a hammer and a nail.
He IS! that muthafooka is really talking to him self! what a weirdo. . .I outta. . I outta
I put on my coat. . .and remain calm. Why is 'the world such a scary place' I think aloud.
Cuz of Sick FOoks LIke You Who go round Narrating their lives for every shmuck2 hear. . .wearing big black circles around your eyeS! Get sOME SUN! Sheesh- It makes me wanna stick a nail in my head. .
Why is this my return? I never left! Don't Call it a COmeback.
arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggghh
I inch towards the scary man with the hammer and think aloud ' oh there is the scary man with the hammer i guess he was serious -see3 comics ago'
I SAID I inch towards the scary man with the hammer and think aloud ' oh there is the scary man with the hammer i guess he was serious -see3 comics ago'
geez. . . can't we at least get some decent losers to do this?