Organization Misfits V

Hope you make it to this family. There aren't really a lot of active members, so, the more the merrier.​

 

True that.

 

Meh. I'm just to gloomy to feel anything... I dont seem to care about anything. I'm slacking off on school work, lashing out more, I dont feel anything. I couldn't care less if a plane fell on top of me. I just dont like life anymore.

 

My life is spiraling downward.
I couldn't get enough money to go to the
Blood Red Romance and Suffocate me dry concert.
It sucks 'cause they play some of my favorite songs
like "Stab My Heart Because I Love You" and
"Rip Apart My Soul" and of course,
"Stabby Rip Stab Stab".
And it doesn't help that I couldn't
get my hair to do that flippy thing either.
Like that guy from that band can do.
Some days ugh...

 

Oh boy one of these again.

 

Oh my god... Are you just saying all this because of that one girl rejecting you? If so its ridiculous and you need to get over it.

You tell em Doom.

It appears so.

 

I couldn't care less about that anymore. We're friends and its great. Its just. Idk.

 

Come on, talk.

 

Ok. Whenever someone's depressed like me, we take everything little and blow it outta proportion. So everything from me hearing about people talking about me behind my back, my brother being a total deuche. I just dont want this to keep happening.

 

Dude, all brothers are a**holes. And how do you know people are talking behind your back?

 

Obviously that. And to the second reason there are two reasons. 1) Some are just too ******ed and they dont think I'll hear my name and some other choice words. 2) There is this one little kid that tells on everyone and he told me what people were saying.

 

Well tell those f***ers off then.

 

And then I get the hell beaten outta me? I dont think so.

 

Well then I can't help ya.

 

Yeah.... Quite.

 

Alright. How do you want me to help you? Tell me. Help me to help you. Help me to help you. Okay?

 

Well... Hack the system to get me more rep points! =D that would make me happy. nah not really... theres not much you can do... since you can't come over to my house and play russian roulette.

 

I can't do that. But I'll rep you for being some what funny.

 

"I play russian roulette everyday a man sport! with a bullet called 'life'... yeahh mamma called 'life.'"

 

I don't get it.