"Anche se Mi volto le spalle, Ho ancora guardare su di voi"

"Anche se Mi volto le spalle, Ho ancora guardare su di voi"

translates: "Even if I turn my back, I still look upon you"

_rage

a failure to admit the lies of ones failure.

Failure to admit

Admitting failure… admitting a lie… failing to lie.

It’s obvious that the lie is a problem of all, but without the failure to admit… should expectations of the lies existence, fault on one’s own actions. Own lies, own failures, they are ones own, they propel thee toward the room of oblivion, if that place is a lie, then so be it, you lie, you are a lie, fuck you.

Ending the reign of misfortune on the trail of filth in the caravan of rage we all fall slumber to the lie of the dream.

Left in charge of one’s lies, an unfinished journey… so that one should follow another, from the shepherd to the sheep it flocks, leaving the well with no hands, and no lies… a failure to launch, a failure to admit, a failure to lie, as the filth is absorbed in the rage of misfortune… stronger, outlasting, a failure to admit, the admittance of failure.

When the sky shall open and welcome this lie into its gut, all shall rain down light, lies of light and admit the misfortune upon ones followers, they will know the lies and the truths in them, know thy truths and follow ones lies unto the world, for none shall make it upon the furious heavens without the knowledge… without knowledge a furious action shows no importance and fails to admit itself but more than a coincidence, the lack of understanding of another’s fury and lies, amounts to the shit upon the heels of furious failure and in the wake of furious lies, for the lies cause growth in the furious spirit that are left for another’s.

Ones rank has failed so hang thy sword for a shield, weak lies and weak sauce.

Failure to admit.

_rage

DoubleWeeks!!!! pt.1

This year for my birthday, the human race gave me a big box of fuck you. It wasn't the fact that I was arrested in a small ass backwards town in Texas, or that the night of my birthday I stayed home and had no one to do anything with... those are all on account of my actions. No this year I found out two things first hand that make me want to push the damn button already! The first being

Eating Competitions...

Fucking serious... Now I have known about these disgusting events, but never witnessed one up close. Fat and greasy fucks shoving mounds of free food into their suck holes, blood dripping down their pimpled faced, me hoping to see them choke on a bone or just a chunk of food. To see their face turn from pink to purple, their eyes start to bleed, the neck start to tighten, that look of fear en composing their entire overweight fat fucking waist. What would be the thought, traveling through the cholesterol ridden corpse? Would it be be, "Oh shit! I eat to much" or the more likely, "Oh shit, I might loose this thing"!

FUCK YOU AND DIE... CHILDREN ARE STARVING IN OUR OWN COUNTRY, AND YOU RACE TO SEE HOW MUCH YOU CAN OVEREAT?

FUCK YOU!

secondly....

These fucks with full body harness and leash attached to their children. I saw a man just tug his daughter down to the ground and pull her on her 6 year old ass while she lay their as if she was a zombie... kill the race of now... you and your kids just ruined it!

FUCK YOU TOO!

_dH