(Monday, March 07, 2005)
it's monday. back to the ground again. fuck.
i don't believe in fate. they say fate1 does wonders. like a string, fate tied people together. connect people to each other like nokia phones. i think fate has a rather raunchy sense of humour. out of millions of people out there, she'll make sure one gets to meet some crazy assholes. what are the possibilty if we live naturally, we meet them? i'd say maybe as random as dog that plays violin and juggles 3 chainsaws2 while unicycling at the same period. yes, it's not actually fucking possible at all, dammit. but it still happens.
1if fate is a person, she is equivolant to your uptight landlady. yeah, she gives you a nice cosy comfortable place to stay but she bugs with you with all sorts of you used too much waste to flush you poo. 2dogs can do everything. they just need to concentrate more. their dumbs looks are just a facade. they're actually smarter than human beings.
3:16 PM
that fucking traitor
liEw, 18 and since 2002, 270lbs, 5ft, brazilian chinese russian icelander hybrid, black eyes, short black hair, racist, antisocial, semi-alcoholic, ignorant, exhales profanity, black-poetry fanatic