yeah..yeah..uh, i play a guitar, and i like to scream and ride bikes too small for me. seem to be upsessed with poker. i like math and food, fruit. i write a lot of music and only special people see it. ive spent my days awondering why oh why i cant meet someone special, thinking becasue its me, and all that hibby gibba. theres a lot of things that spark my immanigation, like how much i miss wanakita, and doing all those late night raids, falling down the stairs landing on the bottom with suryp and golden grames covering your entire body, those fucking russian kids, putting hot sauce on their cereal, and smearing shit in the bathrooms, or trying to pick fights and shake n bakes, glourious shake n bakes or spinning masse amounts of times in a cirle then trying to ride a scooter down a curved hall, thats how i broke my tailbone, man it hurt too poo. ive always like things kinky, no matter the situation. its fun to watch porn, and masterbate. i like 3.14, and sometimes even with cheese on top. i work at the underground which is like a venues for a shit load of shows, it makes me feeel special.
things i enjoy are kisisng of course sillys, make out sesssions, but they cant be sloppy, no, never, biting lips, licking people, twostepping everywere, convincing people im gay, kicking things, screaming really loud everyday i walk along the highway to a school i hate sitting in classes that bore the hell out of me learning pointless information, you dont learn anything in school, you learn lesssons in life, like go have you wallet stolen, with 200 bucks cash in it, thats a damn good lesson, anyways, i really like tight clothing, on myself and on others, sitting in the dark with candles, thunderstorms, if i didnt say that, talking to camp kids, yelling at people, and hiding in trees, playing my guitar really really fucking loud. knowing ill never get the girl, knowing ill never get a band, talking to god and yes.
im a boy of few words, so it ends now///
i am evan, i hate things, and while you read this, do not think about how shitty my spelling and grammer is becasue i really dont wanna fucking hear it, this is about me, and what i fucking hate. so without further adou, here we go.
ive lived a life of 16 solid years, 16 years of which i have learned the deffination of hate, quite well. some people say that hate is a strong word, but in my opinon, your making a statment "i hate you" or "i hate wasting my nights alone doing nothing" your making a statment, nothing more, nothing less..
i hate biased people, you shouldnt be biased, its just dumb, and you live in self denial, i hate how rich kids are alwasy the popular type but complain about how they have it so bad, fuck you you have it made, you should shut the fuck up. i hate poeple that dont like people becasue of what they wear or what they like, its caleled inner beauty fuck heads, learn it, or get out. i hate a lot of classes in school., becasue im alwasy stuck with no one fun in my class and i sit listening to shawn "im a fucking douche" tebay, he needs to shut the fuck up, no one really likes you, you were put on earth to be killed, and that is all, i dont ever want to hear you bitch with your faggot ass remarks, and take off the fucking womens pants for christ sakes, i would of thought youd atelast have some fasion taste. but i guess not. and never ever be a show-off playing 10 mintue drum solos, oyu just look gay, so GO HOME!, now ian "i sport a faggot frohawk with a nipple ring" court, this child i cannot stand one bit, with his faggot remarks and thinkings hes soo good casue he gets everything he wants whenever he wants for nothing, NOTHIng, he never works for what he wants, and always slacks the fuck off. he cant play a song that is one chord and keep with time, and he cant sing in key. and never ever tell me to shuit up and drop music becasue you want the fame, fuck you. now thomas and the other kid, i dont hate, becasue they arent lippy fucks, just ST