Saturday, May 03, 2003

I am currently watching a show that sums up why I hate everyone, and also envy them so much. The people on this show are willing to whore themselves out for a few fleeting minutes of fame. Along the way they have an exciting time full of sexual innuendo, against the backdrop of extremely unrealistic date locales. I despise these soulless fame hungry parasites; however a part of me is extremely jealous. No, not because they are on T.V. I envy the fact that they are on a FUCKING DATE. Beneath my bitter, cold-hearted, hateful and semi-lucid exterior there is a gentle soul looking to get laid. Every person is getting some it seems. I know for a fact that homosexual men get more action with women than I do. Hell, my 7 year old brother gets more tail then me. Now, there are people who are worse off then me. Yet, even ugly Down syndrome people, who are bereft of any real value, are able to have a vibrant romantic life. Look at Corky, that squint-eyed shit found his little retarded girlfriend. Where does that leave me? Honestly I have experienced dating bliss; oh I mean agonizing hell, for a time. Actually two times in fact. The first girl turned out to be a stuck up whore, while the second was simply a slutty whore. In both cases something became readily apparent. God has no balls, subsequently hates me a person with balls of prodigious size. Therefore I am doomed to wander the earth, big balls in tow, searching for a special someone to rub my ass while dressed in a Sailor Moon outfit.

Sometimes life is just unfair.

go to hell