My name is not important... No, really, my name is not important... Not important.
I'm no one's pet, friend, or loved one... Not important. In fact, I'm God's lonely man... But it's better than being backstabbed by those fuckers... Oh wait, I spelled fakers... Fake friends are everywhere, including you. Just when you thought plastic was the only thing flowing in the ocean, there are also the ones on land of the living. The difference? They can walk and have a mouth that can't be shut.
A useless fact of the day, chickens can live without a head for 18 months, but people can live without it for an entire life span. This is the fact that people are a bunch of brainless idiots!
Yes, I was a genius... Too bad I'm surrounded by idiots. I was one of the best, until I wasn't needed... Because you can't be used if you're useless.
I mean, do you have any idea the burden of being the all-around guy? The idea that everyone thinks you're a fucking search engine that they can ask you everything? I'm annoyed with these people, and it was like in the mid 2000s, the fucking internet existed. You know, Google.
Oh wait, I forgot... I'm the only one in class who has access to it because I have a laptop, a tablet, and the fucking internet. No wonder everyone was a goddamn ape back then. Damn, I'm so lucky in life, why I attract these unlucky in my life is still a question.
I remember back then, everyone was dumb and gullible; they believed whatever techno shit I was blabbering about.
The point is, I was one of the big mean ones. I'm the big bad. In fact, I never realized that growing up, only when my folks told me how fucking cruel I am.
My cousin told me once about an incident I had in elementary...
Some folks from my school came to my school to talk to my cousin, and they said I was shaking. They thought I was in trouble... Too bad it was the opposite... I was the trouble, I was the danger...
I just punched the fat bully kid.
Where's my guts when I need that in college?
My point, I was a huge bully back then... And I wished was today. Because some people needs wake up call.
I bullied some people in class. I remember that one pretty snow-skinned city girl, and now she's a fat bitch because of me. Yeah, I bullied that bitch so bad I shaped her into an insecure whore.
I lost counting of how many times I bullied this bitch... In fact, I have seen the principal's office for countless but hey, I only got a warning, no consequences, baby!
The last thing I did for her was strip her clothes and see her pale, undeveloped nipples. And how I stopped on tortmenting her life... Because I was done with her.
But did I touch her? I wished I did. But my mind wasn't as pervy compared to my current hopeless state...
I was wondering why she didn't report or complain about it to her grandma. Was she so ashamed? Who knews? And oh, that's my early exposure to the female anatomy, the actual, because at such an early age, I saw tits in movies, flash games, and the internet. You know, digital bullshit. Guess I was exposed too early, especially horror slasher with tits.
But the question is, was I attracted? Kinda, but emotionally no. Just a jerk off material, when I was an adult, I treated women like sex toy and they deserved it. But that mentality wasn't born from the past. It was born from a different and specific woman (as if she were), in my life, there are two women that has huge contribution which shaped my behavior and philosophy. Let's just say, the one was good bitch, and the other... Was an evil motherfucker.
I only had one crush in elementary. I called her "The Goat Girl" because I heard that when she was in Girl Scouts, she never showered, and the fucker just covered her body in perfume. But she was pretty... Pretty enough to fuck my life as well.
I have a huge crush on this bitch, in a sick twisted way.
Bitch was a transferee, in the same year as Snow Bitch did, but I did not bully her (I have seen a tit what else who tops that?), at first... Well, on some occasions, I did bully her. But fuck! She was so fucking hot! Fresh meat from the fridge, a face I fantasized about in my sleep and in my jerking session.
While in class, in a specific room where the table and the chair were so tall, you can go underneath where I stare at her legs and wait for her to spread her legs.
For whatever weird reason, while I was playing arcade in a traveling carnival, bitch sat beside me. At first, I did not care... I was busy playing Castlevania. But thinking of it as an adult, it might be the inductions that had the hits on me... Too bad... I was holding my shit as well.
Sometimes, fate must be joking (or hinting at me) about the fact that our world is being colliding when she came to my house... Well, not for me. She is just asking for a favor once, fucking manipulative woman, isn't it?
At one time, she left her bag in my house to attend to something. That was the luckiest day of my life because I borrowed her bag and opened it. I saw her panties and a couple of pictures, I stole the pics and spat on her undies after I sniff it while jerking. I returned the big in its place, and after she picked it up. I have the pictures until high school, my classmates knew I stole the pic, but they don't know the whole story... Because I wasn't a open minded perv back then...
I was surprised I was one horny son of a bitch. In fact, there's that one time I was hiding a huge boner, and she was smiling at it. But she wasn't a dirty slut, not from this moment of time, not yet... Or that's what I thought. Cunt was too pure and clean for impurity.
The bitch has a huge crush on a guy with his face massacred with big, oily acne. But if there's one thing I understand with women...
They like "ugly" men.
This ugly man has a common denominator... Sense of humor, sport-oriented, and one son of a cocky bitch. I can't stand them, though I have a "close" friend.
The end of my elementary year is near... And nothing happens that much.
The irony of it, it was the most memorable and the only thing we had fun with. Sure, we talk and have some conversation, but it fucking boring, and that's one of my problems with her, she is so boring. We had an elongated conversation while playing something.
At the end of the game, where we part ways, my faggot relative said she had a crush on me... And my expression was... Nothing, I felt nothing. Last year of my elementary the maggot told me that in my face, and I felt nothing but emptiness and hatred... Hatred for the time wasted. Sure, I spent six years with her... And I never kissed her... Nor fuck her.
Fuck you...
And then... There's another bitch...
I'm gonna make this quick because I'm not that interested in talking about this bitch. Because until now, she has left a bad taste in my mouth, and it remained for a decade.
We always have that one person who hates for no reason. Even if they haven't done anything wrong, they always have that ability to pissed you off with just their mere existence on this earth? Bitch wrecked my life so bad that it shaped my whole persona. You wanna know how I met the person who ruined my life for just existing?
I remember back at elementary, I was attending those stupid MTAP classes for some extra points. I couldn't care about Math, but oh boy, I wasn't here. This is like an endurance test.
So anyway, it was recess. Got bored, I saw a snail crawling, intrusive thoughts won, so I picked a snail from the ground and threw it at a crowd.
Because I'm an asshole.
It could be the attention of a girl ... And starts acting like a bratty princess who thinks she's a foreigner.
"SNAIL! SNAIL!" she said.
Bitch, you're a province girl. You seen this darn thing. Why are you acting like a bitch? Huge red flag.
She wasn't even my target. I don't even know who the fuck this bitch is. But that mere "incident" is what shapes our ahem... So-called... Meet up.
Sometimes, when people think there's a God, all I can say about him... You had such a huge sense of humor, kinda sick and twisted, can you not fuck my life for your so-called 'higherplans'?
That time I couldn't give a single fuck about her (I wished I didn't), I don't even know her name. But I'm gonna name her... Whore. And for whatever, I got her attention, and every time she sees me, the only thing she blabbers... Is the time I got her act like a goddamn toddler.
And honestly... She was.
And if I only knew I was dealing with a toddler, I wished her parents shut her goddamn mouth... But it's one of those fatherless bitches I met, who constantly brings bad luck to my life. Fuck...