xXxsavedRxXx Posted:

You obviously don’t understand us, Mr. mammary glands. Even your name makes me want to submerge myself in stumpwater and cry the pain away, my tears invisibly embracing the murk.

On a darker note, my mother deigned to lend me the visa today. I came away from B&N with a dark chai latte, some Poe and that killer Sean Kingston CD an old Type O Negative album I found lurking between two disgusting pop CDs. “Thks fr the mmries,” I said, and she didn’t get it. She’s such a tool..

EDIT: Thanks for the tip, VengeanceX.

Seams like most will understand us, because they think everyone needs to be happy, perky and cheerful all the time. They never know how much we suffer Log in to see images!

Mothers tend to be ****ing morons half the time, though at least she didn’t try and make you buy those pop cds and force you to listen to them on the way home.