I was wondering why my brother wasn't shaped like a ball, and I just for no reason felt like my private was shaped like him. You know why that upsets me? Because I had to deal with CRAP. Also, my dad left the TV on, stuff my brother and I like about cooking, stuff they're proud of. Why does he care about Pennsylvania shit? Isn't he from there? His dad's from by NYC. I mean, I find him kinda like a gay boy. I mean, he like gets in the way of my social life, somehow. I understand everyone has this problem, though, for some reason. It was funny, I looked different ways when I was little and didn't really enjoy it, but like then I was presentable at certain times. Ellen DeGeneres seemed to have an uninteresting life. She seems programmed to feel for shit, like inklings of dorky kids with dorky parents. I mean, I just feel she isn't impressed with me, "Oh, you had a good mom." THEN SHUT THE HELL UP. She just wasn't a good kid, too, I think. Most kids seem that way. I was a good kid. You'll say, no, it was just your mom or her race. Okay, but I thought white people were attractive. I don't give a crap about my grandma acting niggerish for nigger Ginny. She's nothing.
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