Fuck You

Im gonna dedicate this whole damn post to the fucker(s) who make this post possible.

The world loves to fuck around with me eh? seems so...Its like I can't get peace in some matters.

The latest?
I am apparently some weird staring dude.
BUT I CANT GET ANYTHING ELSE.

"oh its personal!"
fuck sure, Im not allowed to know what I am, that which is supposedly uncomfortable.

And who are 'they'?
Some wierd people I dont know? Martians? ( No Offence to any real ones...Im just saying in a nice way)
Or just 'them'?

Its annoying. Oh then get pissed at ME for saying,
"fine, dont wanna say, dont..."

eh? whats the fucking thing!! I dont get it!!
Explain or dont bother bringing it up...ignorance is bliss.

I want bliss. If ignoration shall help me, so be it.
I will start on tuesday if it dosent show its ugly head.

If you don't give a shit, I won't even try.
Thanks for fucking up this blog entry.

Oh don't worry, there has to be something written poetically as well!!
Here, suck this.

Perverse

Trust has waned,
Like a fading moon;
It shall be thy bane,
And a favoured boon;

Yes, I am perverse,
Only though, in speech;
But just try to reverse,
My homophobic breach;

I see the icy stares,
And looks of disapproval;
At least it is just bare,
Not hidden as usual;

Think as you may,
Hear what you will;
What you may say,
Is only half the pill;

You think Im sick eh?
Your good friend is gay;