I’m to tired!

That’s great you’ve been to tired to be a parent since i was born yah fucking bitch when i was a kid it was because you where drunk all the time, now that I’m adult with serious issues it’s because of my issues, you helped in no small way or maybe it is a small way to get drunk as fuck all the time whore yourself out, no wounder i fell for the last ten so fast just like you, well fuck thats it no more drunk chicks period fuck off and die on your own!

I’m doing my part by dieing alone so fuck off and leave me the hell alone and dont wish positive things to happen for me because honestly people thats just wishful thinking yah fucking loosers! make it happen and quit stealing for yourselves! yah fucking people are all insane!


this is a running theme through out my life I’m too tired, well I’m too alone to fed up and too pissed off for this shit today mom and after the usual dont talk about it or i’m kicking you out and calling the cops because my mom is the world greatest doctor now bitch has a bachelors and she thinks she is a doctor!


No I’m pretty sure its because we went on a cigarette run which turned into do you you want go for food which turned into no way in hell i would have a sit down meal in your favorite resuraunt with you as a family thing to do on saturday because i’m tired but thats not how it came out it came out like this “I dont have time for that today” fallowed by 4 hours of watching MSNBC and other news bullshit and facebook surfing all day like a fucking looser!

We could all be bombed tomorrow because of some white piece of shit big mouth and his country of foolish fallowers and not so foolish people who admit there is a problem but acting like tomorrow is definitly happening on the west coast seems like a waste of a Saturday to me, and so sorry i dont want to sit around here hating everything or walk around this nazi cock sucker neighborhood hating everyone!


Oh you need to vent because its getting to be to much to silently suffer lets call threaten to call the police right now if you dont imedetly stop talking the truth about how you feel even tho thats all people ask!

Why do i still even care enough about myself, to not just off myself I dont know must be learning how to be selfish because i sure dont give a flying fuck what happens to these people and becoming selfish is not something i want for myself!


Fuck my luck! guess I’ll go put on a fake smile and try and get my dick sucked later probably just get more miserable!


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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