Get Busy Living Or Get Busy Dying.

Life Is Shit And Then You Die.
Full Stop.
A Wise Person Told Me That And I Don't Deny It.
Its Been About A Week Since My Last Post.
And I Got A Big Cut On My Foot.
Hard To Believe That My Flip-Flops Could Do Such A Thing.
My Brother Got A Puppy.
It's Not Bad.
But It Smells Really Bad Though.
I Mainly Chilled And Home,
With All The Retards Judging Me.
Quite Fun.
If You Knew Me,
You Wouldn't Call Me Lifeless.
I Am An Awesome Guy.
All Of You Guys Trying To Put Me Down For What?
In Hopes Of Getting In The Good Books Of One Girl?
Life Does Not Revolve Around One Girl,
Heck,
Life Doen Not Revolve Around Me.
So Whats Your Problem?
Just Because I'm Better Than You Doesn't Mean You Get To Fuck With My Mind.
You Guys Are Blaming Me For No Reason.
Wouldn't You Feel Fucked After The Supposed Girl Of Your Dreams Said She Was Uncomfortable Around You?
After You've Tried So Hard?
I'm Pretty Pissed With You Shits.
Going Around Thinking You're Some Hot Bastards.
You Probally Have Loads Of Pimples All Over The Thing You Stare At In The Mirror,
I Bet You Spend You're Freetime Cumming All Over Your Keyboard.
You Have Something To Say?
Say It To My Face.
If Not,
Don't Say Anything At All.

Your's Truly
-TheGuyYouThinkShouldDie-
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From Day One I Talked About Getting Out,
But Not Forgetting About,
How My Worst Fears Are Letting Out,
He Said;Why Put A New Address
On The Same Old Lonelyness,
When Breathing Just Passes The Time,
Until We All Just Get Old And Die,
Now Talking's Just A Waste Of Breath,
And Livings Just A Waste Of Death,
And Why Put A New Address,
On The Same Old Lonelyness,
And This Is You And Me,
And Me And You,
Until We've Got Nothing Left.
-Fall out Boy-

Ganja Fuck.

So As You May Know,
There's Loads Of Shitholes Out There Who Hates Me.
They Think They Can Fuck Me Up.
0129701145
My Number For You Guys.
Be My Guest.
Just For The Fucking Record,
I Will Change The World With My Awesomeness,
My Holy Awesomeness.
I Can Let What You Cunt Shit Fuck Turd Faces Say Get To Me,
But I Won't.
I Have Better Shit To Do.
Also,
Micheal Jackson Is Dead.
He Is Gay.
As Much As I Respect Him I Don't Like Sucking Up To Dead People.
So Why Don't You Piss Off?
Plus,
Fall Out Boy Is The Most Awesomest Band In The Whole Wide World.
Fuck You Little Retard Fucks.
One More Thing,
Yana Is My Friend,
And You Have A Problem With ME,
So Let Her Say What She Wants To Say.
Enjoy Whats Left Of Your Life Before I Fuck It Up.
-Seb-

I Fucking Hate You.

Hate Means To Dislike Strongly Or To Detest.
Someone Once Told Me,
Hate Is A Strong Word,
I Don't Give A Shit About Him/Her.
Without Hate There Can't Be Any Humanity.
Hating Is Just Human Nature.
I Hate Loads Of Shit,
I Hate My Gay Friend, M.
I Hate vishnuputhanabamanananmananmn And Every Other Pussy In This World,
I Hate The Fact That People Take Advantage Of Others And Says Nothing,
I Hate Cute Little Ticks People Have,
I Hate People In General,
I Detest Them,
Despise Them.
In This World,
This Big, Black World,
There's Only Two People I Trust,
Bondy And Roshan.
They Are Honest About Who They Are.
Other People Hide In Shadows Of What Others Want Them To Be,
That Really Pisses Me Off.
Others Are Fuck Arrogant And Think They Can Do Anything They Want Without Contemplating How Normal People Feel.
There's Also A Certain Population Who Has To Pick On A Certain Person Knowing That Person Is A Lot Better And By Doing So Helps Them Get Over Their Insecurity.
I Hate Mankind.
I Help Them By Telling Them The Truth,
They Get Pissed,
They Ignore Me.
I Know I'm Right.
Heres All The Letters Of The Names Of People I Hate Most(some of which have been changed so as not to hurt the feelings of them)
M
H
E
C
vishnuputhamanbanamabmanbamannmabanm
anonynmous
captainbubtterrfigurezz
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This Part Of The Post Goes To vishnuputhanamabanamaba.
Hi DouscheBag!
How Are You?
Good?
Whats Your Problem?
Tell Me Why Your Special?
Let Me Know What I Did To Piss You Off So Much.
You Want To Kill Me?
Be My Guess.
You Would Be Doing The World A Load Of Bullshit.
Its Me Who Is Going To Change The World,
Not You,
Not The Stupid Parents Who Gave You A Shit Name,
No,
Me.
I'm Going To Change The World Whether You Like It Or Not.
So Enjoy Fucking Your Goats You Talk So Much About,
And,
Keep Thinking Your Better Then Me,
Maybe One Day While Your Asleep,
You'll Dream That You Are.
Cya
-Seb-

Blind Acquisitions Of A Saint.

So I Switch On My Computer Right?
I Go On To Blogger.com Right?
Then I Sign In And Look At The Comments I Got.
I Got Two,
Which I Consider Quite Good.
When I Check Them Out Its From;
vishnupuithanambamnenamamnnamanamnan And
captainbuterrfigures
More Or Less.
So This Two Retards Right?
They Tell Me I'm A Retard And I'm Pussy,
And I'm Quite Sick Of That So,
To visnupatamnamnabanmamnamnmammanan And capatainbuttterfiguerszz
Fuck You.
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I Have Really Important News,
This Is Probally The Most Important Thing That Has Ever Happened To The World,
I Got Fall Out Boy's New Album, Believers Never Die,
And My God Is It Awesome?
AWESOME!!!!!!!!!
AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!
AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!
AWESOME!!!!!!
Its So AWESOME!!!!!!! I Can't Describe How AWESOME!!!!!! It Is.
Worth All The Money In My Savings.
-Seb-

Dear Pope,

I'm Quite Sick Of The World.
Not Much,
But,
Quite.
For One,
Nobody Seems To Acknowledge The Fact I Exist.
Its Frustrating Because I Do Great-ish Things.
I Try My Best To Be The One That Everybody Likes,
Nothing I Do Seems To Be Ok Enough For This Retarded World.
Secondly,
When People Do Realise Me,
Its To Make Fun Of Me,
Underestimate Me,
Treats Me Like I'm A Little Bastard.
I Know I'm Not That Smart,
I Know I'm Quite Retarded,
But,
You're Not Perfect Too,
So.
You Know,
Fuck.
People Read My Blog Once In A While,
They're Like,
What A Noob,
What A Pathetic Little Fucktard.
And They Laugh.
It Makes Me Not Want To Live.
If This Is Life,
I'm Better Off Dead.
I Have Come To This Conclusion That Isolating Myself Is The Best Thing To Do,
Not From Everyone,
Just People Who Hate Me.
What Are Friends If All They Want Is To Be Better Than You?
Fuck It.
I'm Not Saying I'm A Pussy,
And That I Can't Deal With A Little Critiscm,
It's Bullshit Because Everything I Do Gets Critizced.
What The Fuck?!
I Can't Even Spell?
I'm Telling You This Is Total Bullshit.
I Was Born On An Even Numbered Day,
Even Numbered Month,
And An Even Numbered Year,
And I'm Quite Odd.
Not Much,
But Quite.
-Sebastian'NotGoodEnoughForTheWorld'Pettersson-

Innocence Doesn't Exist.

This Post Goes Out Especially To My "Best" Friend Anonymous.
Dude,
First Of All,
Sherie Is Not Innocent.
At All.
Calling Her Innocent Is Like Calling You Smart.
Never Will Work.
Second,
What Is Your Problem?
You Want To Say Something Say It To My Face.
Where Do You Want To Go To Settle This?
Name When And Where.
Third,
I'm Not Scared Of You.
Do You Really Think You Can Mess With Me?
I Dare You.
Mr.Dickweed?
Stop Flossing Your Teeth With Pubes.
And Do Me A Favor?
Fuck Yourself With A Thermos?
Thanks.
Cya
-Seb-

Un-Natural Emotion.

Love.
What Is Love?
According To A Dictionary.
Love Is A Warm Liking Or Affection.
But...
Seriously.
What Is Love?
Honestly,
I Stopped Believing In Love.
To Me Love Does Not Exist.
But To Others,
Love Is Everything.
I Have Been Through A Relationship Where I Try My Best,
Every Guy Tries Their Best,
Their Partners Seem To Think Otherwise.
Love Upsets People,
Love Changes People,
Love Cures People.
Love Has No Definite Meaning.
I Still Don't Believe In Love.
Girls,
Ask Your Boyfriends,
If They Were Given The Chance To Sleep With You Just For The Sake Of It,
They Will Say Yes.
Most Guys Pretend To Care About You So You Trust Them And Then Get Into Bed With Them.
Thats "Love"For You.
I Used To Be Naive.
Thinking That Love Is Real,
I Used To Look At Her And Think Nothing Could Be More Beautiful,
Now I Feel Disgusted And Sick.
Love.
Whats The Point Of Love If All It Does Is Hurt People?
I'm Not Wise,
I'm No Genius,
All I'm Saying Is 'What Is Love?'
Love Is An Emotion Invented By Humans To Make Money.
If There Wasn't Love There Wouldn't Be Valentines Day,
No Cards Or Plushies Saying 'I Love You'
That's What I Think.
Love Was Invented So People Don't Feel Lonely,
But Thats The Whole Point Of Friends,
You Don't Need To Love Friends,
You Just Hang Out With Them.
Love.
When The "Love" Is Gone From A Couple,
One Of Them Will Always Feel Like Dying,
The Other One Wants To Be Friends,
Fuck Being Friends,
I Love You Says The One Which Feels Like Dying,
The Other One Says I Thought I Did Too But I Don't.
See How Painful Love Is?
See How Much Misery It Brings?
I'm Sure If Anyone Knew It Would Be Like That,
Love Would Never Have Existed.
Love.
I Don't Believe In Love.
You Prove To Me There's Love,
And I'll Do Anything.
-Seb-
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I Heard This Poem From A Movie,
It's Really Cool But Offensive,

Roses Are Red,
Violets Are Blue,
Fuck You Whore.

Synically Optimistic.

I'm Not Going To Be A Total Buzzkill And Talk About How Retarded The World Is.
No.
I'm Going To Talk About The Fact That I, Sebastian Pettersson, Wasn't Made For Life.
Now This Is True And I'm NOT Making Any Of This Up.
When I Was Born,
I Was Born Perfect.
I Was So Perfect,
God Envied Me.
So He Put A Curse On Me.
Now Everything I Do Screws Up.
I Can't Even Walk Around Without Hurting Myself.
Few Minutes Ago,
I Wanted To Lie Down,
My Hand Missed The Floor,
MISSED THE FLOOR,
And I Fell.
I Don't Blame Him,
Everyone Feels Intimidated By Me.
I Am That Awesome.
Everyone Always Puts Me Down And Bullies Me And Screws With Me Head,
And I Can't Do Anything To Retaliate Because They Get Pissed.
People Say I'm Fucked Up,
I Say They're Fucked Up,
They Just Can't Handle Me Telling Them Truth About Themselves.
I Hate Part Of The World.
-Seb-
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P.S A Wise Person Once Told Me,
If You Have Nothing Good To Say,
Don't Say It.

Not Everything In This World Is Related To You.

Today In The Book Of Seb;
Anonymous People.
I Don't Get Anonymous People.
They Want You To Know They Exist,
But They Don't Want You To Know Who They Are?
I Think Anonymmous People Are Pussies.
If You Want To Say Something To Someone,
Do It Face To Face.
What I Hate Most About Anonymous People Are,
The Fact That They Think They Know You And Then Tell YOU How To Live YOUR Life.
What's Up With That?
See,
Here's The Thing,
I Am Sebastian Pettersson.
I Do Whatever I Want.
You Have No Right To Tell Me To Do Anything.
Plus,
If You Get It In Your 'Anonymous' Head That My Life Revolves Around What Used To Be,
Fuck You.
Who Are You To Tell Me To Get A Life?!
You're The One Reading My Blog,
Why Don't You Shoot Me If I Can't Write Anything On MY Blog?!
Retard.
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Yes.
This Post Is Personal.
So What?
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The Road Outside My House,
Is Paved With Good Intentions.
-Fall out Boy-
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-TheGuyWhoDoes'ntHaveTheRightToDoAnything-