Claypot requested I post something horrid, and even though she has BROKEN MY HEART, I will oblige.
Fucking with my Inner Critic
You're worthless.
I got an email saying I could get $20,000 for my body parts! You know, for science. The human body is like a gold mine of parts and services that can be tapped time and time again!
You can't sell your body for science.
I got $25 in college for semen donation!
That’s because no girl wanted you.
It felt good!
You're ugly.
I got $20 auctioning my hair! I think they used it to make rope ; (
You're fat.
WTF?
Er, you're skinny?
Sweet.
You're stupid.
I am, too!
What?
What?
You're a failure.
33 years and no prison time yet!
Your blog sucks.
How would you know unless you read it?
I heard.
You let other people determine your opinions?
Well, this entry sucks.
That's by intention.
Nobody likes you.
I like you.
No, I'm talking about you, not me.
It's not your fault.
Stop it. I know it's not my fault.
It's not your fault.
If you hug me, I’ll give you migraines.
Mmmm…demerol…
You’re worthless.
Wait, I think you said that one, already.
Oh. Uh, you’re, uh, really…uh…
You wanna grab a Lowenbrau?
That’s what I’m talkin’ about!
You are so bizarre.