dear doing the math diary,
if i woke up and you were at my door, it would take me several minutes to decide whether or not to answer it and even then, i might not. i think i would want to know what you intended on saying before i heard your voice. that way i could better prepare myself for the upcoming lies. i think you lied so much because you salted and peppered your food so much. people that have to change the flavor of their food at the table just lie more and make shit up. i remember how your food used to stink up the whole table when you ate. i remember that time you came and begged me to forgive you for lying about the trip you took with cuntface. how i wish i wouldn't have let you in that day. how if all the days i could choose to do over again, that would be the one. i failed the very first test that day- and set the curve very low- and after that you pushed me to see how far i would go. you pushed me til i broke in two- and then you shit on me, and when i'd had enough and stood up, then you get to BLAME ME? ok. i may have to accept all of this shit- IN A LEGAL COURT OF LAW, BUT YOU'RE STILL A PIECE OF TINY DICK SHIT AND I STILL HAVE THAT AFTER ALL. and i get to resume my same life that i had before you crawled in... nothing really changed for me any, i just committed another nasty sin. there is so much more i want to say, but you know right now- why bother. in time i might- but now why write anymore about how perfect you are. everyone knows already.
if i woke up and you were at my door, it would take me several minutes to decide whether or not to answer it and even then, i might not. i think i would want to know what you intended on saying before i heard your voice. that way i could better prepare myself for the upcoming lies. i think you lied so much because you salted and peppered your food so much. people that have to change the flavor of their food at the table just lie more and make shit up. i remember how your food used to stink up the whole table when you ate. i remember that time you came and begged me to forgive you for lying about the trip you took with cuntface. how i wish i wouldn't have let you in that day. how if all the days i could choose to do over again, that would be the one. i failed the very first test that day- and set the curve very low- and after that you pushed me to see how far i would go. you pushed me til i broke in two- and then you shit on me, and when i'd had enough and stood up, then you get to BLAME ME? ok. i may have to accept all of this shit- IN A LEGAL COURT OF LAW, BUT YOU'RE STILL A PIECE OF TINY DICK SHIT AND I STILL HAVE THAT AFTER ALL. and i get to resume my same life that i had before you crawled in... nothing really changed for me any, i just committed another nasty sin. there is so much more i want to say, but you know right now- why bother. in time i might- but now why write anymore about how perfect you are. everyone knows already.
