I wonder if jack has calmed down since school......oh no, he's still a ranting asshole. oh well.

you there. listen to me, you. now first off. fuck you.
fuck you for breathing. fuck you for thinking and fuck you for reading my fucking blog.
jesus christ, I should chill huh? (takes a break. watches Wanted with James Mcavoy, terrible film. nicks the break idea from Arien.)
right, well. OK. I'm sorry. seriously, I'm sorry I said fuck you. I'm calmer now. I'll still post this, because apparently my blog is fucking boring. actually, fuck you. my blog may be fucking boring but the first series of the simpsons is fucking terrible and ridiculously unfunny. so fuck you, 99% of the Internet sucks my balls, including anything you've ever contributed so cut me some fucking slack. (fucking stupid phrase, who uses fucking rope anyway?)
(takes a break, watches a Penn & teller: bullshit on YouTube.)
I'm sorry, maybe I am taking all criticism to heart. like today when someone (ANOTHER OF MY FUCKING "FRIENDS") asked me if I care if they died. shut. the. fuck. up. what the fuck am I? some kind of fucking monster? fuck off. I talk angry. I live sad. I've tried suicidal. but I'm not some fucking fucked up heartless motherfucker. fuck you. thats not fucking cool. I'm a fucking human fucking being last time I checked. fuck. and then the I get told that, the man standing next to me would care. because he's fucking nice. FUCK. FUCK FUCK, FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK. FUCK YOU. NO. JUST NO. YOU HAVE NO FUCKING WAY THA-
sorry, I didn- no fuck it, I'm not sorry. never again. fuck this.
FUCK YOU. FUCK ME. FUCK NOTHING. FUCK EVERYTHING.

the fucking blog will get better.