Ouch.
Rejected and placed in the friend zone again, will my loneliness ever end?
I love boobies a lot (Taken with instagram)
Rejected and placed in the friend zone again, will my loneliness ever end?
Chilling in the car with my music because I have no garden (Taken with instagram)
(Source: fringeconfessions)
(Source: fringeconfessions)
(Source: fringeconfessions)
So for commenting on a photo on facebook replying to some girls brother (it was on the girls profile) she starts beffing because she thought I was directly talking to her when it was her brother and we were having banter about a race. She continues to say “Stop being a cunt”
1. There was no need for that language for banter
2. I wasn’t even talking directly to you in the first place.
3. Grow the fuck up and get a fucking sense of humour.
Oh and if she decides to try and get her weedy little boyfriend to have a fight with me, I will seriously wipe the floor with him, no matter how ill I am, I’ll break his arms in a heartbeat and then shove him in the back of my car and take him to a warehouse where he will have the opportunity to keep his teeth and his fingernails, and after that, I will use a Panamanian method of torture, this is just for threatening me so therefore because I can’t hit a girl because it’s unethical, her boyfriend will have to suffer. I’m secretly a psychopath and a sociologist, therefore I will take a Russian method (A Russian would kill or torture every member of someone’s family except the person they were after, to gain information or retribution) and I will make her life a living hell, plus I am an exceedingly good planner so if they come after me, I will always be 2-3 steps ahead, so when they think they have beaten me, they will not have and I will be in a bar not worrying about life and drinking cocktails. MI5 or MI6 should hire me, I’m a brutal bastard.