stalkerforlife
10-23-2015, 12:10 AM
Originally Posted by Vaniiiia
Spend all my time on here..... what are you, a ****ing jackass? I've mastered the internet.
Once I learned about google as an ambitious HUNGRY 12 year old kid, it changed EVERYTHING.
You mean making straight A's and playing sports aren't all there is to life? You mean the kids constantly hanging from my nuts to hang out with them, aren't around?
I can use the gift my wonderful parents gave me. And be truly free for the first time.
Myspace, youtube, bodybuildingforum, OH MY! I don't have to keep my thoughts to myself anymore. About how everybody else is beneath me in every aspect of life. These ADD immature mother ****ers.
So we grew up. High school came and I was the king. Everything happened for me.
The same girl who's been on my nuts since 5th grade. You know... the rich niece of a college football head coach? I popped her cherry. If there was every an alpha chick it was her. She toyed with me in grade school. ****ing used me for my good looks. ****ing called me everyday. Came over one day unexpected in 6th grade with all the other popular girls. I was in the living room with my dad watching a movie. (couple years before I ended up ****ing her)
*Ding dong*
WHAT THE ****?!!!!!!!! I'm shell shocked. See, we lived in a uppity neighborhood, where the upper middle class folk lived. On a couple acres of land. Houses have a good distance from them. OK....
So I never expected them to show up.
They're being loud, laughing to themselves. HAHAHA DIDN'T EXPECT US LMAO OMG!!!!!!!!!
My dad overhears them, curious to whats going on comes over and introduces himself. (he's the cool dad so it's ok... )
Asks them if they want a tour of the house. SURE OF COURSE HAHAHA OMG, they accept.
....
Now, this day will live in infamy. Because it was the day I realized I could have anything in this world I could ever want. Obviously as a 12 year old, I was used to it by then. But that day it officially hit me. I'M THE ****ING MAN.
Yes, me. I. Am. The ****ing man.
Good looks, good parents, athletic ability, smarts, and a perfect personality.
Yep. Anything I want is mine. And I'm still barely scratching the surface.
Ok, I admit it. I wasn't big or good enough to make it pro. (it kills me everyday, but it does get easier)
I realize now I don't have to beat myself up over not making it. I was better at baseball, but my passion was basketball. And honestly, I could've had a future in football because of my natural playmaking instincts. Speed, hands, and nobody could get me down. It was like I was built to avoid tacklers. My ancestors running away and avoiding dangerous predators finally, over millions of years, culminated into me. THE GUY.
But I'm not big enough? But the black dudes are more athletic? Took me a long time to accept that.
Smashing chicks left and right. Still angry. Making good money. Still angry. Have the brightest future EVER. Still angry.
Because I couldn't make it?
That's so silly man. So. ****ing. silly. I DON'T CARE ANYMORE.
Spend all my time on here..... what are you, a ****ing jackass? I've mastered the internet.
Once I learned about google as an ambitious HUNGRY 12 year old kid, it changed EVERYTHING.
You mean making straight A's and playing sports aren't all there is to life? You mean the kids constantly hanging from my nuts to hang out with them, aren't around?
I can use the gift my wonderful parents gave me. And be truly free for the first time.
Myspace, youtube, bodybuildingforum, OH MY! I don't have to keep my thoughts to myself anymore. About how everybody else is beneath me in every aspect of life. These ADD immature mother ****ers.
So we grew up. High school came and I was the king. Everything happened for me.
The same girl who's been on my nuts since 5th grade. You know... the rich niece of a college football head coach? I popped her cherry. If there was every an alpha chick it was her. She toyed with me in grade school. ****ing used me for my good looks. ****ing called me everyday. Came over one day unexpected in 6th grade with all the other popular girls. I was in the living room with my dad watching a movie. (couple years before I ended up ****ing her)
*Ding dong*
WHAT THE ****?!!!!!!!! I'm shell shocked. See, we lived in a uppity neighborhood, where the upper middle class folk lived. On a couple acres of land. Houses have a good distance from them. OK....
So I never expected them to show up.
They're being loud, laughing to themselves. HAHAHA DIDN'T EXPECT US LMAO OMG!!!!!!!!!
My dad overhears them, curious to whats going on comes over and introduces himself. (he's the cool dad so it's ok... )
Asks them if they want a tour of the house. SURE OF COURSE HAHAHA OMG, they accept.
....
Now, this day will live in infamy. Because it was the day I realized I could have anything in this world I could ever want. Obviously as a 12 year old, I was used to it by then. But that day it officially hit me. I'M THE ****ING MAN.
Yes, me. I. Am. The ****ing man.
Good looks, good parents, athletic ability, smarts, and a perfect personality.
Yep. Anything I want is mine. And I'm still barely scratching the surface.
Ok, I admit it. I wasn't big or good enough to make it pro. (it kills me everyday, but it does get easier)
I realize now I don't have to beat myself up over not making it. I was better at baseball, but my passion was basketball. And honestly, I could've had a future in football because of my natural playmaking instincts. Speed, hands, and nobody could get me down. It was like I was built to avoid tacklers. My ancestors running away and avoiding dangerous predators finally, over millions of years, culminated into me. THE GUY.
But I'm not big enough? But the black dudes are more athletic? Took me a long time to accept that.
Smashing chicks left and right. Still angry. Making good money. Still angry. Have the brightest future EVER. Still angry.
Because I couldn't make it?
That's so silly man. So. ****ing. silly. I DON'T CARE ANYMORE.