The Ruler's Back. Puke Over Low Pass Filters. Regret.

June 18, 2005.
God. I hate to waste more space on a bunch of losers.. so how was it that I wanted to start this post?.. shitt.. I had thought up a million ways earlier during the day.. and now I feel blank. but then this has to be done.

This blog was meant to be a confession.. not about my mistakes or crimes or sins, but about my feelings. Me, mine. most of the ppl I know weren't even supposed to know this thing even existed.. It was meant to be read by other ppl who shared similar feelings/sentiments, who might just relate to 4 or 5 of the 300 lines in my posts and feel that it was something they've always felt but had never been able to come up with lines to express it. The mails and comments that I've recieved seem to indicate that I've been successful to a certain extent.. Me. Mine. But it seems some that some vile hellish lying doormats still consider it their fucking responsibililty to read each post of mine, filter out most of the stuff I've written, and then deliver the 'relevent' news to respective ppl, which ends up being taken in an altogether different.. seemingly 'evil'(lol) manner.. and finally making
the other person so full of shit that they have to personally call me against their wishes to ask me to stop posting stuff about them or anyone else for that matter..

:-P I refuse. Balls. As simple as that. I shall post here whatever I want. I shall spit out as much love/poison I like about whoever I like.. And they shall remain my own personal feelings. I refuse to feel/think the way you might ask/want me to. So I'm still gonna call Ron a vile sonovabitch who likes fucking donkeys and cries all the time like a fucking loser and say "haan mein loser hoon".. alll of these as a pastime. haha. Ron --> (donkey). haha. And the other one..( I don't like to take his name.. cuz its a guy's name..) but he seems to walk and act and talk and live and look like a fucking eunich.. fucking disgustingly sissy.

hahaha.

This place was never meant to have posts directed at anyone in particular. But those losers just had to drag it into their own kiddish quarrels. what a fucked up bunch of low pass filters.

I regret writing any of this. Not because I didn't mean any of it, but because I have to be so vague and anyone new reading this would find it hardly interesting to start with.. except maybe learn a new combination of swear words... and I wouldnt get 2000 hits a week again.

To all other decent readers who know me, atleast follow the first rule regarding personal blogs.. You don't discuss personal blogs with anyone.. esp with the blogger, unless you'r stuck on an isolated island with that person and have done the top 5 things that you had planned for such a situation..

And some of you not so decent readers.. well.. i wish you are lost someday on an isolated island all alone and without a wireless/satellite radio/communication unit and dont get to do the top 5 things you planned.. so that you can't ever discuss it with anyone. you dont deserve to live in this world and the world doesn't deserve you. you refuse to respect an individuals privacy and you dont deserve to have any of it either. may you be caught naked on the streets so that everyone can see that your gender is unique in this mortal world and that you have unstable odd no. of balls which explode without an outlet,within themselves every 2 minutes and 21
seconds. If you're one of the ppl who I've been insulting throughout this post, then
I must commend you on your ability to stand humiliation but then your sort of ppl (I have to think each time I include you among 'ppl'..) don't have any shame left within your souls, any of which if is, left within your slimy bodies.

Like I predicted yesterday, the very next day, within 2 hrs of reading this post sum loser started having a bad 23 chambered stomach ache because he couldn't digest what little I had written about him and had to bitch about it and fight and mess around with someother individual, otherwise his odd no. of balls would have exploded more than once in the 2 min 21 sec time slot. Damn.. each day, I get better at predicting what's gonna happen the next day. But this time, I can't seem to predict what will appen tomorrow.. Can the lowest stoop any lower? Let's wait and see. Till then, everyone else except the losers take care of themselves.. and beware never to make such friends as these.