Showing posts with label Captain Tim. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Captain Tim. Show all posts

Monday, August 10, 2009

Late night msn talks.

12:44am: Anarchy Burger says: Does he understand that life models are naked? I'm pretty sure I just explained that 10 minutes ago...wtf.

12:44am: Pop.Sensation says: Ooh do it!!! Then jump his bones!!!

12:44am: Anarchy Burger says: HAHA He just said "hmmm.. maybe not naked, but you could imagine those parts in, right? LOL I don't remember what the male appendage looks like.

12:45am: Pop.Sensation says: It's fuggo.

12:45am: Anarchy Burger says: "I don't think I have seen enough naked men to correctly imagine that.. so I'll just paint a pineapple instead." Haha I'm a genius.

12:46am: Pop.Sensation says: Haha. Good call.

12:46am: Anarchy Burger says: Yeah.

12:47am: Pop.Sensation says:


12:47am: Anarchy Burger says: LOL EW
12:47am: Pop.Sensation says: I am an artist!!

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Potential Copyright Infringement.

I was reading Tammys myspace blog and I found this. I thought it fitted in with my life and Jessica. I just deleted all the stuff that didn't really belong. But other than me taking stuff out it is all Tammys words.

You know what gets me?
You all pay more attention to your little fake ass groupie type "friends". You're so fucking egocentric. Caught up in yourself. You're selfish. Self centred. I mean, you don't even talk to me about shit. You share it all with those fakers. Your little groupies, and they don't know you. You choose those webcam whores over me? Your friend? One that would actually stick by you, not one of those preppy fakes. You choose clones and wannabes over your friends. You spend all your time typing away to them. You push everyone away. But as long as there are a bunch of slags running after you, to tell you how "beautiful" you are, you don't care what you're doing to all of your real friends. You probably don't even notice. You're too caught up in yourself. I don't know why I bother with you anymore, I really really really really don't.

It's always about you. How terrible your life is. How the fuck is your life terrible? Fucking, would you get over yourself? You've got it great. Sure, life might not be perfect, but you've got it so much better than most people. Yet, it's always about you, and how your life "sucks", and how you "hate" yourself. You're an attention seeker. An apathetic parasite, I'm not all that sorry to say. All I can suggest is, that you open your eyes and look at the world around you. Stop feeling sorry for yourself, you honestly have nothing to be depressed about. Trust me. I'm sick of this cycle.