Slander, Slander, Slander?
As most young persons with a shred of knowledge of my person, would know that I really don't give a fuck about most things. The most irritating thing for me is when people speak of me when my name should not be spoken by such said persons.
Enter Deandramatic...
I was "tipped" off on a certain blog that suggests that I have some doings with something I am not associated with. Now if any of you young fucks know, if I did it, I will be more than happy to admit it and revel in its distasteful glory. Someone has apparently left only what I can assume to be a comment on such salad tossers' blog that she deems as inappropriate and I am to blame for this. Hell I would love to have seen this comment, for I am sure to have laughed until I creamed my pants, but the unfortunate thing is, it doesn't exist.
As I don't want to encourage her ill thoughts of annoyance and allow her to think my life revolves around her so much that I must speak of her here. Tisk tisk tisk, I only post for the mere pleasure of speaking my opinions on your ignorance to a situation I for once am not involved in.
"I hate to state the obvious, but this is not your blog. Duh. Unlike my other one which you entirely destroyed, the blogger people are aware of you. And did you know that anonymous comments can be traced back to your PC, if need be?"
Well take a raw fist and shove it up my ass deep! (make sure to get that spiked amulet in there as well)
Not my blog, shit doesn't smear the obvious with air hon, it takes that hand of yours to rub it in as you did here. Ahh, yea I remember that day, along with what seems to be rekindled friend of yours, but he receives none of the blame, oh well. So sad I am to see you moved on. Blogger persons aware of me, bleh, let them bring down the lightening bolts and power to remove me from this flacid site of meaningless that is your life. Anonymous comments can be tracked, well shit I had no clue that people knew where I was coming from. . . . . No shit, I track you watching my shit. By the by, I don't give one disease filled hookers' ass about your life, why would I look at your shit, as I said before, your life does not revolve around me. Remember there is another person living in this apartment and had use of this computer. Oh wait! You don't like to see facts that disprove what you already assume, so sure blame me, jezzabelle.
"Also, it's been like 2 months. Now, being that you're all in your 20's, I suggest the 3 of you grow up and start acting your age. It's pretty immature for you to still continue acting as if I give one great big shit about you, your lives, or your opinions. I thought I made myself fairly clear when I bluntly told you to go ahead and exit my life. In case, for some reason, your ignorance could not allow you to see that; go away. Clear enough?"
What?! What?! I couldn't hear you, I still had the ringing of your consistent nagging in my ear. In addition I had no clue that I separated into three people; curious as to where the other two ran off to. According to this wonderful website my real age is 15, so I suppose I am acting my age. I am certain a 15 year old acts immature. I find it quite entertaining that despite your lack of interest in my life you still seem consumed to post about me, you flatter me. I may go rub one out over it.
"I believe the police stated to you that any further form of communication with me would definitely constitute as harassment. I don't believe we'd like to spend our hard earned money on bail money instead of our soon-to-be-born child...hmmm? Also, maybe spending that time in jail and missing the birth? So, I reckon that since you're old enough to have a child, it means that you might have to grow up too. I know that sucks...You actually have to now act like an adult that you have spent your entire life rebelling against."
Oh the police, that was wonderful. I enjoyed the visit, showed me they had nothing better to do than deal with this "harassment", although I was not informed of any communication dipped into harassment, just that I shouldn't take control of the internet or it is a federal issue. With that I must contest that, I was given a password by another person and told to do with it as I wish, so I had my fun and left it alone. I thought I was rebelling against male authority not adults, glad you know me better than I do. From a psychological stand point, not having a father growing up and being the bastard that I am, only having a female authority figure, I rebel against male dominance. Using your hindsight on this states that all adults are male, which eliminates you from those ranks. Sorry to break that piece of information towards you.
"Anyways, if this is in any way unclear, or you think that you might not be capable of this, why don't you just go ahead? I'm beyond caring what you do. You're not going to be able to get my passwords from Jon anymore. My username has been changed. It appears that you can't take over this blog anymore. So get a life. Go away. Quit reading this blog. If you would have just not looked for this as some other form of shit to start, we wouldn't be here. Goodbye Jeremy. Fuck off."
Go ahead and what? Fuck myself? I've been there, and I must say I am pretty damn good. Especially when I insert three fingers into my rectum, damn that's good ejaculation. I see it that you are not beyond caring what I do, by seeing the place you look at my dirty thoughts from daily, you have an obvious interest. Sad to see that Jon defected back to your ignorance, yet Jon has not been negative to me in anyway so there is no hard feelings or negativity towards him as a person, he did what he must in his life, I cant hold that against him can I, no. My life is so far fetched for you to consume to think that I want to tread on old stopping grounds by taking your life over again. Already been there, had my fun, now it is as boring as watching midgets fuck. If I wanted to get at you I certainly not have posted a shitty comment, it would have been much more severe, not a threat, but an understanding.
Yes, I initially found your blog, not by my wanting to, for I would rather eat my own BM's. Yes I sent it to everyone, just to annoy you, ladi da. I have since not returned until being tipped off that you felt the need to return to your bitching and self consuming self and blame someone else.
My curiosity did kill me as it usually does, and Iskimmed a few of your postings looking for my name to pop up again since i know you find it necessary to construe me as a person to look as evil as i am, just when you do it please use the truth. I did find a few things interesting, you want to be with more than 10+ people this year, damn i would think that constitutes as *ahem* whore. Funny how much of a follower of the bible yet you feel you must indulge in your sexual evil with a plenty of male connoisseurs. That and with your most recent post, not having braces twice, i believe you only listed 99. Check that one under your knowledge of remembering numbers and editing skills and the many that you used yet continued with a new number, i only chose 1 to get me to 99 but i am certain the number is truly lower. If you don't care about something then why is it worth posting about? Now for my inconsiderate side, off the dog, you know he is in misery yet you allow him to suffer. Grow that dick you claim to have and learn to let go. A tragedy it may be, but does he not have feelings, bad ones at that. I am sure you would rather be in a better place than suffer. Might look to one of your friends for he had a good idea on how to help you with that situation. As they say keep your friends close and your enemies closer. Might be the style that person is going for, but i can not speak for him, er i mean them.
In closing, I am certain a retaliation comment, blog post will come from this, and when and if it does, i could care less. This was nice to get the remaining tension for you off my chest, and i am free and clear. I as i am certain you would do, wont delete a comment if published from you or your "followers", damn such a self centered situation there. I would leave it for all to see the ignorance that was brought on by you. Laugh at the things your mind thought correct at the time, yet know you feel sorrow for later. I have enough pity for myself than needing your assistance. I will sit and sniff my fingers over the lingering affect i seem to have had on your existence. Continue copying ideas from others, and passing them as your own "trendsetting" ways. (By the by, i came to this blog due to the lack of integrity of my last journal, not from your influence)
Now that i have stooped as low as she, i will now go on burying myself in greenbacks laying around the room without an idea of how to spend it all. Perhaps a good purple 24" donger dildo will suit, nah, I'll leave it lying around it looks purty.
Enter Deandramatic...
I was "tipped" off on a certain blog that suggests that I have some doings with something I am not associated with. Now if any of you young fucks know, if I did it, I will be more than happy to admit it and revel in its distasteful glory. Someone has apparently left only what I can assume to be a comment on such salad tossers' blog that she deems as inappropriate and I am to blame for this. Hell I would love to have seen this comment, for I am sure to have laughed until I creamed my pants, but the unfortunate thing is, it doesn't exist.
As I don't want to encourage her ill thoughts of annoyance and allow her to think my life revolves around her so much that I must speak of her here. Tisk tisk tisk, I only post for the mere pleasure of speaking my opinions on your ignorance to a situation I for once am not involved in.
"I hate to state the obvious, but this is not your blog. Duh. Unlike my other one which you entirely destroyed, the blogger people are aware of you. And did you know that anonymous comments can be traced back to your PC, if need be?"
Well take a raw fist and shove it up my ass deep! (make sure to get that spiked amulet in there as well)
Not my blog, shit doesn't smear the obvious with air hon, it takes that hand of yours to rub it in as you did here. Ahh, yea I remember that day, along with what seems to be rekindled friend of yours, but he receives none of the blame, oh well. So sad I am to see you moved on. Blogger persons aware of me, bleh, let them bring down the lightening bolts and power to remove me from this flacid site of meaningless that is your life. Anonymous comments can be tracked, well shit I had no clue that people knew where I was coming from. . . . . No shit, I track you watching my shit. By the by, I don't give one disease filled hookers' ass about your life, why would I look at your shit, as I said before, your life does not revolve around me. Remember there is another person living in this apartment and had use of this computer. Oh wait! You don't like to see facts that disprove what you already assume, so sure blame me, jezzabelle.
"Also, it's been like 2 months. Now, being that you're all in your 20's, I suggest the 3 of you grow up and start acting your age. It's pretty immature for you to still continue acting as if I give one great big shit about you, your lives, or your opinions. I thought I made myself fairly clear when I bluntly told you to go ahead and exit my life. In case, for some reason, your ignorance could not allow you to see that; go away. Clear enough?"
What?! What?! I couldn't hear you, I still had the ringing of your consistent nagging in my ear. In addition I had no clue that I separated into three people; curious as to where the other two ran off to. According to this wonderful website my real age is 15, so I suppose I am acting my age. I am certain a 15 year old acts immature. I find it quite entertaining that despite your lack of interest in my life you still seem consumed to post about me, you flatter me. I may go rub one out over it.
"I believe the police stated to you that any further form of communication with me would definitely constitute as harassment. I don't believe we'd like to spend our hard earned money on bail money instead of our soon-to-be-born child...hmmm? Also, maybe spending that time in jail and missing the birth? So, I reckon that since you're old enough to have a child, it means that you might have to grow up too. I know that sucks...You actually have to now act like an adult that you have spent your entire life rebelling against."
Oh the police, that was wonderful. I enjoyed the visit, showed me they had nothing better to do than deal with this "harassment", although I was not informed of any communication dipped into harassment, just that I shouldn't take control of the internet or it is a federal issue. With that I must contest that, I was given a password by another person and told to do with it as I wish, so I had my fun and left it alone. I thought I was rebelling against male authority not adults, glad you know me better than I do. From a psychological stand point, not having a father growing up and being the bastard that I am, only having a female authority figure, I rebel against male dominance. Using your hindsight on this states that all adults are male, which eliminates you from those ranks. Sorry to break that piece of information towards you.
"Anyways, if this is in any way unclear, or you think that you might not be capable of this, why don't you just go ahead? I'm beyond caring what you do. You're not going to be able to get my passwords from Jon anymore. My username has been changed. It appears that you can't take over this blog anymore. So get a life. Go away. Quit reading this blog. If you would have just not looked for this as some other form of shit to start, we wouldn't be here. Goodbye Jeremy. Fuck off."
Go ahead and what? Fuck myself? I've been there, and I must say I am pretty damn good. Especially when I insert three fingers into my rectum, damn that's good ejaculation. I see it that you are not beyond caring what I do, by seeing the place you look at my dirty thoughts from daily, you have an obvious interest. Sad to see that Jon defected back to your ignorance, yet Jon has not been negative to me in anyway so there is no hard feelings or negativity towards him as a person, he did what he must in his life, I cant hold that against him can I, no. My life is so far fetched for you to consume to think that I want to tread on old stopping grounds by taking your life over again. Already been there, had my fun, now it is as boring as watching midgets fuck. If I wanted to get at you I certainly not have posted a shitty comment, it would have been much more severe, not a threat, but an understanding.
Yes, I initially found your blog, not by my wanting to, for I would rather eat my own BM's. Yes I sent it to everyone, just to annoy you, ladi da. I have since not returned until being tipped off that you felt the need to return to your bitching and self consuming self and blame someone else.
My curiosity did kill me as it usually does, and Iskimmed a few of your postings looking for my name to pop up again since i know you find it necessary to construe me as a person to look as evil as i am, just when you do it please use the truth. I did find a few things interesting, you want to be with more than 10+ people this year, damn i would think that constitutes as *ahem* whore. Funny how much of a follower of the bible yet you feel you must indulge in your sexual evil with a plenty of male connoisseurs. That and with your most recent post, not having braces twice, i believe you only listed 99. Check that one under your knowledge of remembering numbers and editing skills and the many that you used yet continued with a new number, i only chose 1 to get me to 99 but i am certain the number is truly lower. If you don't care about something then why is it worth posting about? Now for my inconsiderate side, off the dog, you know he is in misery yet you allow him to suffer. Grow that dick you claim to have and learn to let go. A tragedy it may be, but does he not have feelings, bad ones at that. I am sure you would rather be in a better place than suffer. Might look to one of your friends for he had a good idea on how to help you with that situation. As they say keep your friends close and your enemies closer. Might be the style that person is going for, but i can not speak for him, er i mean them.
In closing, I am certain a retaliation comment, blog post will come from this, and when and if it does, i could care less. This was nice to get the remaining tension for you off my chest, and i am free and clear. I as i am certain you would do, wont delete a comment if published from you or your "followers", damn such a self centered situation there. I would leave it for all to see the ignorance that was brought on by you. Laugh at the things your mind thought correct at the time, yet know you feel sorrow for later. I have enough pity for myself than needing your assistance. I will sit and sniff my fingers over the lingering affect i seem to have had on your existence. Continue copying ideas from others, and passing them as your own "trendsetting" ways. (By the by, i came to this blog due to the lack of integrity of my last journal, not from your influence)
Now that i have stooped as low as she, i will now go on burying myself in greenbacks laying around the room without an idea of how to spend it all. Perhaps a good purple 24" donger dildo will suit, nah, I'll leave it lying around it looks purty.
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