Tom Preston did it again
I'm back for season 2 of this shit dawg
So it's Monday and as you all know Mondays fucking suck. I had to sit in a 2 hour long lecture! I Left by giving a bullshit excuse about a doctors appointment, the teacher is known for being gullible. I do contend that such a day hath brought relinquishment upon me.
I now sit in my back yard smoking Pot and contemplating my encounter with the boy I love. When I say love I mean lust. I lust over him. I find it difficult to love people.
Amongst getting onto the bus, I saw him and sat down and looked like only two or three times... I was feeling very self conscious today and didn't feel like making eye contact.
Like usual, I contemplated my eventual catharsis. Resulting in the retribution day and the day I become an hero.
I'd have to go for the main building where I'd get a pretty big killstreak. Though some cunts would escape and notify people of my exacting of the righteous lex talionis. This would result in an immediate evacuation of all the surrounding buildings, if it hasn't already been done the phoning of the five O.
By this time I would have become so megalomaniacal and insane that I'd probably contemplate taking a few of the pigs out. My impetus and in conjunction adrenaline would feel incredible, better than orgasm. But I think my rationalism would come in and I'd an hero, dying as a righteous martyr.
Who knows what the future may bring.