If spider hunting was a sport, I would be a gold medalist. No spider escapes me. I'll kill them with my bare hand if I have to.
 
I don’t free spiders, because I’m too afraid of them to catch them in the first place. I just try to kill them. I’m not proud of it. I was bitten by the brown recluse spider, and have scars from that. It wasn’t pretty, the multi coloured volcano that erupted when the boil broke open, and the boil built up for weeks. I feel that spiders are sinister creatures. It’s not their fault they were born as spiders, and I know they are an essential part of the ecosystem, but I am just too afraid of them to catch and release them.
I'm actually too restless to kill them, I'd rather put a glass over them instead. ... depends how big it is and weither its the ones with the long spindly legs and little bodies, or the fatter blacker ones with the proportionate legs.

I only like spiders because they catch flies and I do not like flies, I'd put them in Room 101. It depends where you live, you may have been bitten by something a little more harmful than a house spider - otherwise you wouldn't get a multicoloured blister. I actually like having a spider in my room because I feel like we have a unspoken agreement about fly control.
 
I'm actually too restless to kill them, I'd rather put a glass over them instead. ... depends how big it is and weither its the ones with the long spindly legs and little bodies, or the fatter blacker ones with the proportionate legs.

I only like spiders because they catch flies and I do not like flies, I'd put them in Room 101. It depends where you live, you may have been bitten by something a little more harmful than a house spider - otherwise you wouldn't get a multicoloured blister. I actually like having a spider in my room because I feel like we have a unspoken agreement about fly control.
I don’t mind a few flies hanging around.
 
Flies are vile and annoying…. I bet if Rifkie were an animal in the next life, she’d be
a fly.
You know the bluebottle type…
Big fat useless things, that just tend to make a load of noise about 4ck all, and fly about full of their own importance.

Now where’s my 4king slippers gone.
 
I’m longing for Morrissey and still can’t believe I didn’t recognize him while he was there, waiting for me, forever!
 
I thought that you rejected me
When you laid your face away
And I didn’t know you were you
I thought a man rejected me
And he just happened to dress like you

I want to go back in time
And grab you
In your fancy vegan shoes
And 70’s clothes
See more of those laser eyes of yours

I went by that bench many a time since you were there
Knowing you’ll never again be there
But it’s a fond memory
Seeing you there
Knowing you were there for me

Though I’d thought that man was just a tease
For only a second
Looking at me
With his red face
That I took to be sunburn

Though he was safely in the shade
Of the marketplace
Those black dress shoes
Were very noticeable
But I believed only coincidental

I look at my paintings of you with longing
And sorrow
But maybe you’ll come to me tomorrow
Will I still be human
I don’t know
 
I thought that you rejected me
When you laid your face away
And I didn’t know you were you
I thought a man rejected me
And he just happened to dress like you

I want to go back in time
And grab you
In your fancy vegan shoes
And 70’s clothes
See more of those laser eyes of yours

I went by that bench many a time since you were there
Knowing you’ll never again be there
But it’s a fond memory
Seeing you there
Knowing you were there for me

Though I’d thought that man was just a tease
For only a second
Looking at me
With his red face
That I took to be sunburn

Though he was safely in the shade
Of the marketplace
Those black dress shoes
Were very noticeable
But I believed only coincidental

I look at my paintings of you with longing
And sorrow
But maybe you’ll come to me tomorrow
Will I still be human
I don’t know
 
You didn't recognize him because it wasn't him, idiot. Your desperation has transformed a memory of a homeless man into a vision of morrissey, that's all. End the bullshit.
I’m not hurting anyone by believing it was him, so you shut your mouth.
 
So you know it's not true and are wilfully deluding yourself and we're all supposed to understand this and to understand that you understand it and in this spirit allow you to carry on subjecting us to your pitiful display, that by not opposing we become complicit in, is that it?

Fair enough.

Feels like we've had a bit of a breakthrough now that you're admitting that you're wilfully deluding yourself and dealing in lies in order to make your life somewhat bearable. Maybe next you'll be willing to admit that you willfully delude yourself about russell 'The Sex' brand getting your neighbors to torture you with microwave rays because it allows you to believe that someone could actually possibly find you that vexingly desirable.
 
So you know it's not true and are wilfully deluding yourself and we're all supposed to understand this and to understand that you understand it and in this spirit allow you to carry on subjecting us to your pitiful display, that by not opposing we become complicit in, is that it?

Fair enough.

Feels like we've had a bit of a breakthrough now that you're admitting that you're wilfully deluding yourself and dealing in lies in order to make your life somewhat bearable. Maybe next you'll be willing to admit that you willfully delude yourself about russell 'The Sex' brand getting your neighbors to torture you with microwave rays because it allows you to believe that someone could actually possibly find you that vexingly desirable.
You’ve got an egg beater for a mouth.
 
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