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Thursday, August 3, 2006






A storm hit last night so the internet was out of commision. So I'm at an internet cafe giving some yahoo money. Argh. I don't mind there's a cute boy behind me with torn jeans. Cute knobby knees. OMFG. There was a boy. That was Mexican. Black hair dark skin. And he had. Natural. Blue gray eyes.

People think this is a great expirence. It is. But my thoughts aren't that deep in the summer. Example:
-In Tills mind-
Seems non-chaulant. I wonder what chaulant means. I should find out. It sounds cool. Yeah I wanna find out. I wanna use it. Yeah. It'd make me sound cool. Is it french? Hm..
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My thoughts on some people. And I mean not the majority.

Ok. Mother fucking construction assholes. You're ugly. Stop wiggling your eyebrows. If I could tell you in spanish I'd say fuck off. Go back to digging your hole. Yes you, I saw you this morning. And I liked your friend better. And the roofers. You're up there I'm down here I don't need your help jumping down this rock like Kenna. Keep your skanky hands to yourself. Mexican woman who dyes her hair blonde, that looks so trashy. Your hair is beautiful black. And you look like a dumbass with it any other color. And stop staring at me mean. I'm not going to rape your child. Or.. Rape your freakishly short man. He's ugly too. You driving the water truck. I hate your mustaches. Please stop slowing down your truck to ask me for water. Does it look like I can carry a jug half my size for a mile? Walking sales people. Your items suck and I'm never going to buy ANYTHING from you. EVER. So get the fuck away before I scream NO. YOUR ITEMS SUCK. AND ARE OVER PRICED. Fat guys. I'm fat too. But. Just stop. Water guy that looks like Carlos Mencia. No. Just no. And never.
~Le Tills


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