True coffesions of murder; The day a piece of your heart died, jamie!

“I remember it like yesterdaay because it was” 

i stood there for the last time, alone, 

pulled it out of the tanlged mess

Looked at it, it was strange and ugly, 

A succbusses poison, a broken bitches heart 

one that promised me so much and left me with little, i stabbed it knowing i would never see its owner again! 

Something inside of me snapped, “why am i caring around your guilty heart for you, why do i want a piece of your burden when i feel my own pain from this?”

You little whore, you fucking toothless alcoholic whore you never knew what you wanted what the fuck is love? It certianly isnt the way you treat me! You’re as bad as my parents with your sielent treatment self pity, you feel bad because you did a horrible thing to somebody you said you love! 

I never could fight saturdays you and your happiness are fake as everyone elses just an illusion and way of tricking your self! 

You’re fake, your province is full of fakes pedo files and women abusers white nationlist and i bet your dad is one too! He looks like the kind of weak minded man and genticly weak i might add that sign up for gangs! Fucking nerds! 

Don’t worry about me i’m moveing on hopefully i dont have to spend the winter alone agian you fucking kike german nazi loving piece of shit! 

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Published by: mitch fourtwenty

I write fiction, do street art, used to paint trains but that's really hard when your old, they just always seemed so dull and NY had better trains then we did with more color so i always liked throwing paint at my trains, I have one main blog which is my idea board which you are probably free to steel from just don't let me catch you with my more professional lawyers, I was depressed at one point in life because people kept pointing out i was different then them thanks, I guess i am, I don't fit in anywhere particular but I'm pretty happy because it seems like instead i fit in everywhere. I occasionally use grape vines to talk at some people, which are slow but un hack-able, I'm also my own medical researcher and a host of other nifty job titles i don't mind doing for myself it makes me happier each day! I am intelligent to the point where i'm hyper curious about things so i tend to ask alot of question about stuff if peole dont piss on me for having the super human ability of curiosity which keeps me learning despite a system that turned its back on me long ago, I still survive and write, one day i might go public but considering I'm probably wanted in my home town and don't even know it because i never got caught i don't often clue people in on who i am on earth, on the inter webs. while i have many masks that may seems scary even to some people I'm genuinely just a man making his community a better place to live for everyone he talks to that ever had a sad story who erased my metal ass face? I liked my metal face?

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