Author Topic: I've come to the realization of how much my life really sucks.  (Read 16153 times)

Its not difficult. But will those friends stick by you if by some crazy reason you go bankrupt?

Probably not.

then dont go bankrupt

hurrrrrrrrrr

this

gabe newell is the biggest fatass ever and he still forgets bitches because he's loaded

then dont go bankrupt

hurrrrrrrrrr

You're stupid as forget.

i WAS about to laugh at you and swear and stuff, but thats only because i thought this was from Bisjac.
i need to learn to read

Could always be worse, a lot of Romanian families simply abandon their children, or leave them at hospitals, and when they turn 18, the care stops and they're immediately thrown onto the streets with no proper education or vocactional skills. Seriously, they just get rid of their children when the weather turns cold, and they have loving loads of children.

Bisjac wouldn't do this
if he did, the OP would look like this
Money can buy my happiness damn straight. loving materialism all up in this bitch.

A summary of my forgetawesome life;

I've grown up in the most utterly badass family every. My father was always around and my mother catered to my every need. Did I mention that my family is perfect?

My perfect teenage life;

I was always the popular kid, captain of every damn sport, I was always decked out in some sweetass clothes and entrepreneur in' shoes. Was I happy? Hell yeah I was. I had one billion god damn friends, holy stuff it's so unbelievable. I've got so many people I call friends:

Holy balls I can't list them. Even my great memory can't sustain such a large list.

Damn right I have so many friends, I bet you're so damn jealous.

My beyond-comprehension nice life as of recently;

For the past few months, everything has made me wanna forget even more bitches, I feel more and more awesome every day, I feel more and more badass every day because of the pure awesome shining from my face. Oh and hells yeah I do drugs. Why? stuff, no reason other than to say that I'm loving awesome since I do 'em.

When do I feel happy?;

As awesome as it sounds, I feel happy all the damn time. Especially when I have all ten trillion of my bitches lined up ready to let me give her a good loving.


Why is this brought up now?;

Because I'm loving awesome;

My mother kicked me out of my room and made me find a place to stay because stuff, even the lady who gave birth to this ball of badass can't handle the constant awesome.

My basement flooded 3 feet of pure love.

My basement had an electrical fire because of my laser eyes that were ignited from all the love I get.

Today;

I was with my fave five bitches, and holy ballsacks, there was a god damn love tornado going on. I just couldn't help but get in on some of that action. And when I got home, there was a loving awesome line in my front yard. So I had to sit outside, because if I absorbed any of that stuff, everyone around me would have died. So I called my sweetass mom and asked her if I could come over, and she was all like "Hell naw, you'll tear the damn house apart with your badass." After sitting outside for another 25 minutes, the SWAT team had to come pick me up, because so much awesome in one spot for too long can cause some serious damage. So then the Chief of Police called my mom and told her to come pick my lovey ass up, and when she got there she was like "God damnit lil' Bisjac now I'm gonna have to call the damn insurance company to ask them about homes being torn apart due to badass sons." I'm awesome btw.

TL;DR: Read it or I'll loving laser-eye you in half.
« Last Edit: June 22, 2011, 05:15:35 AM by Night Fox »


Steal as much money as possible.
Move to another country.
And leave your old life.


Money not buying happiness is a biblical proverb that warned that the riches of the world were fleeting and only eternal reward for service to Christ would provide lasting happiness.

In the real world, people who are rich and smart are happy.
Well stuff dude maybe you should stop pretending you're a 12 year old girl and spend more time getting a job.

What I don't get is how you were able to move across the world twice.

Your parents don't deserve to have kids. You don't pick favourites. That's not loving on. My parents split, screwing up my life. On Saturday I shall be 14. Half my life without both parents. I feel your pain.

Your parents don't deserve to have kids. You don't pick favourites. That's not loving on. My parents split, screwing up my life. On Saturday I shall be 14. Half my life without both parents. I feel your pain.

lucky bastard.


i wish my parents were competing for my love and spoiling me.
but no, my parents kept a stable family, and instead of hating each other they teamed up on punishing what a punk kid "I" was.

What I don't get is how you were able to move across the world twice.

I meant places I lived for longer than a year, I've also lived in Japan, Australia and Hawaii for 6 months each.

My dad owns an architectural company, wherever he has good business, he rented a house and lived there until his contracts ran out.

Monocle, all I can really say is something I learned last night at dinner. If things start to break down, begin acting and thinking positive. Literally deflect the negativity of the situation. Bring up conversation when those awkward angry silences kick in, defend what you've done, but in a respectful way. If your mother calls you a little bitch or something related, don't react.

I understand your mother is always going to be abusive, but if you feel abused, she's won.