So I am irritated with my friend Ewan... he can be SUCH a prick. Seriously.

I was at his place this weekend. We were watching DVDs on his bluray playah, ugh. Anyway. I was sitting there and he says.

“SO BRIAN, WHY ARE YOU SINGLE!!”

Just like that. Ugh. As if I need reminding.

Anyway.

So yeah.

Does that bother anyone else, or is it just me??  

Well it's another year squandered and wasted aren't we all feeling special! 

 Ya know what really pissed me off? The Live-Journal virtual gifts... Ok so it's a sweet idea that you can purchase something nice for a friend/loved on on LJ... but what about people who can't afford to fork out $1?? Why isn't there also a few free gifts?? WHY DOES LJ HAVE TO SUCK MY SCROTUM EVERY SINGLE DAY?????

Ok so I feel this is enough ranting, I mean it's Christmas Eve... a time to be nice to other people... a time for giving and... 
Oh who am I kidding... I could give two fucks for this piss poor excuse for a time of giving... 

The fact Christmas is supposed to be based around the birth of Jesus Christ when every fucking sin known to man is broken on this day... how nice, Jesus died for all your sorry asses and now you're being glutonous, greedy, selfish etc... taking drugs (yes alcahol is a drug you fucks)

So yes... enjoy your xmas you selfish consumer cunts, and have a fucking shitty new year.

Why can't I stop doing this?

So I have always had this horrible habit of using people... using them for company, for money, for sex, for justification in my own actions, for clarity in the things I steal etc etc.
WHY CAN I NOT JUST BE MYSELF? 
Why am I always finding someone elses personality to latch onto when mine becomes to pathetic and withered?? Yet again I notice this trend that I seem to adhere to where I lose total and utter control over myself and become this nothingness, 
It gives me those urges to steal... 
I never ever steal to actually gain the item I have my eye on, because as much as the surface of my concience thinks that I know myself far too well. 
I know that really it's the thrill of getting away with it.
It's the thrill of tricking people and the sheer and utter enjoyment I get out of hurting somebody (but without myself being directly there, I am a pacifisitic asshole).

God I hate myself.

So there is this girl called Stephanie, she is such a bitch. I cannot bare her. Every time I see her I want to rip her eyes out and strangle her with her own tongue as I piss on her face.

She thinks she is so great because she can emulate, WELL DONE BITCH YOU CAN STEAL!

Also she is a total whore… she thinks because she has big boobs people automatically want to see them out of her top.

WELL HERE IS SOME NEWS FOR YOU SLUT. YOUR TITS ARE LIKE MELTED PLASTIC!

Seriously EEW!

Also I hate her tastes in everything.

EVERY TIME I SEE HER MY BONER DIES A LITTLE MORE INSIDE.

Okay so today was tedious…

First things first I should introduce myself… my name is Teabag, though my real life name is actually Brian Parkway, I live in the far off regions of Ireland and I am perpetually cold.

Some say I look like a normal sized leprechaun which can be construed as a compliment if one decides to take it as such.

I have red hair, green eyes and freckles… I am around 6 feet tall and slender… some folk say I am rather gay lookin, well that’s just lucky for the gay guys out there cos I happen to be a lover of the man meat!

I like the idea of meeting other gay males for casual chat and surreal comedy!

Anything else about me will have to be obtained through asking questions as I am useless at describing myself.

-B

Current Mood: giddy

So shoot me out of the tea cannon and drink my brown water!