Andy Patton/ Indiana/ Romantic/ Unicorn

Hey puddins, name's Andy Patton of Hammond, Indiana. I'm single, lonely, poor and most times can't afford ramen. its been 4yrs having not fucked a woman mainly scarred from heartbreak but also i seek love and not fingerbangs, i'm a novelist of over a dozen books (details in my publshed folder on my facebook .com/boathopper page, add me) I have 800+ short films,15 are pretty good, you'd have to type 'andyp's short films' to see some on multiple accounts, i'm always deleted, a rebel on youtube, i have a hellraiser script at hellraisernightshines.yolasite.com, another tumblr at clivedavinciromance , i had a script in hollywood bounced around called boathopper which is science fiction about a monster slamming into our oceans, but the serial killer described in it is identical and predates the 'dexter' book and show, and yes its copywritten just like the rest of my sampled work, stephen king even samples me, to see more about the dexter narrative and incredible journey your detections could take just youtube 'andyp's arduous travels of an unrenound serial killer'. my body is caked and dented in scars, lacerations and holes because i'm a good person, a strong person, doing good things in a horrible place.i'm was entering a finished 3rd horror feature into sundance but its incomplete, i made it by myself in a empty building when i was homeless, its under 'sundancers andyp's' on youtube, the 2nd part is the best, my 1st two features were generic slashers and don't count as serious, i'm finishing up another book, a fantasy novel i think will be bigger than harry potter...i WILL become larger than stephen king, and you wonder why i choose such a high totum to climb other than a smaller horror writer? well its because i've finished libraries of writing, novels and shorts, all the decades i've been alone and sad in a dark room as an introvert, what is dormant, and what is almost accomplished is more thatn king, almost, i need a few green miles and stand by me's first, and then i need a few other stories and books and i will have achieved more elaborate words than star wars or marvel combined, i just have to get them seen is all, tha'ts the hard/easy part......i hang out with my gay friends in portage, they're all i have in my life, my mexican bestie is leaving ot vegas, i don't have any other real friends, and no family left, i'm just all alone in the world, i drive a stupid car i spraypainted purple, i act like a retard because i want to filter through phony uptight people, i want a real cool, good girl, who doesn't fuck everyone like everyone in society does, i want a lover and rebel and fighter, not someone who's ordinary like my ex who breaks hearts and breaks herself off pieces of dick at any whim, i haven't kissed a girl in over 2 years. I'm not a sleazeball, i've only had 3serious long relationships, that means i've only had sex with 3 people, no additional fingerbangs or buttfuckings, maybe i kissed ten more girls, but that's it. I say heartfelt poems or perversion after almost every pic i reblog, so the history of my tumblr is quite a reading adventure. I'm a horror writer, here is a link to my newest collection of stories http://www.lulu.com/shop/andrew-patton/reflections-in-the-dark/paperback/product-20340079.html I'm an animal activist.gay rights activist, civil rights activist and women's rights activist, BUT I despise stupid groups of people like most feminists, most bisexuals, most of what p.e.t.a does, truth anti smoking commercials, etc, because these consist mainly of spoiled brats doing nothing, not being in any form of fight, just a lap of luxery, forcing their beliefs or ways of life on you even if they are the most insane selfish things imagineable, like i actually argue with people who do gangbangs and have swinger parties, could they honestly justify that disgusting shit to me, do it on your own time and leave me out of your sexcapades, i'm the most fucked up person alive, stranger by far of any human alive, i have an imaginative mind but i also have social skills, i know what its like being lonesome its why i hate when people just fuck tons of others, they spit at something i wish i had, they are gluttonous. My idols are Clive Barker, i made my art collection entirely out of scratch but i had him in mind to impress him, and i also made a book of short stories like his books of blood, i'm very similar to him, a huge fan, but it wasn't on purpose, its weird, its liked he fucked my mom in the 70's before he went gay or something, Stephen King, Kenny Hotz, Wayne Pacelle of the hspca, and others, even steve o and tom green. i'm the poorest person i know, yet i give my singles to bums, i'm selfless, i'm lazy, but when i have ambition like someone helping me, i'll create milestones. i make all my videos mostly in this loft at my moms house, i'm stuck here until my federal probation is up, not like i'll go anywhere else unless i get mental disability, i have no drive in life for average shit, i'm a creator, not an assembly line worker, i don't need the shit that money can buy, i'd never go to disneyland again even if someone bought me a package cause i think its extravagent and there are kids that will never see that place, i'd let them go in my place. i dislike snooty superficial people who act like they are better than you and are mean and bully and act like they're cool, when really they are fucking ignorant whiny brats in college or some shit trying to find their identities; they are jackoffs. so beware if you get offended by something i say, which is almost always a joke, cause i'll outdebate you and i'm VERY mean to bullies who get used to being tools in their normal lives with normal people, cause i'm not normal, i'm elite, cream of the crop, super large penis machoman, and i'm wittier, funnier and fucking the coolest fuck you'll ever know period, so bitches on their periods stand no chance either. My trolling book is blowing up, its sold 43 copies now, i've made it cheaper, black & white, so i'm making money now, DON'T USE CREATESPACE they are not creative friendly. you can find my large magazine type trolling book here.. http://www.lulu.com/shop/andrew-patton/trolling-101/paperback/product-20324152.html I've been raised by women without a father, i'm very feminine but strong, so don't turn me into an angry woman that will tell you off, but it takes alot to even get me mad, it just may seem i'm mad cause i'm pretty creative and outspoken, but really, i just laugh at your insults and bullying and i destroy anything you shit out with my verbal reckonings. I don't think i'm better than anyone, i'm kind to everyone, and that's what opens my mouth in the first place, is people attacking me or trying to bully me, it reminds me of how they could be doing it do someone else, like a gay kid, a black person, a woman, and it pisses me off. scene kids are the worst, almost like nazis cause they are a form of upper rich caste system that thinks they're better and they get snobby and uptight and its fucking annoying. I'm faithful,, sometimes romantic, sometimes funny genuine human. I dob not have anything in common with humans, I feel I'm more intelligent and its a burden being in a way, an ugly duckling. But I relate to morons too, because I am a stupid moron sometimes, I'm silly like that. next month i will have seen 10 psychiatrists in my life yet there's nothing even wrong with me.I'm the kind of person who would volunteer his head to a row of nazis so that others may live, i'm selfless. I'm also the kind of person who would be the ONLY one to stand up and risk not being hidden anymore, risk being killed by those nazis just to stand up to them. I'm a leader. I've led 100 of the world's worst maniacs in a jail cell for a year, I was on the back of a 7ft nigerian man preventing him from killing someone, I was a good person in a bad place, like jesus walking this shitty earth. Upon an apoclypse in 2012 i can lead the world to peace. i'm also the kind of person that is a fighter, i can be on my bloody knees before a dozen nazis and slice all their throats in moments before they know what's happening. I've only been with 3 girls, all long relationships and am still looking for my true soul mate on this planet, I've scavenged billions of galaxies looking and my search has ended here. You're here somewhere, I sense you. My ex got me put in jail to become a pornstar? She sent a threat to Kevin Spacey's website. The fuckers stole my movie 'The Thing' but made it shitty, read my synopsis or script at thethingfromanotherworld.webs.com. 2nd time feds kicked in my door, guns blazing, I told them my gf had shaved a penis in my chest hair, which she really did the night before, they looked and laughed and withdrew their guns out of our faces, I basically saved that crazy ex ponrstar, tattood bitch's life with my wittiness and her stupid art project she did on me when she was bored. Plus, having a lifesize darth maul figurine at the foot of my bed didn't really solidify to these saps I was a real serial murderer. I'm a handyman and can do just about anything, I'm currently building a movie set for my next silly video. I type 100 words a minute. I'm great with my mind, hands and dignity and I apply those things to women. I'm the most compassionate person alive or who has ever lived. I'm a registered rehabber wih the D.N.R. of Indiana. I"m incredible in all sports. I love spending time with someone I love watching movies and going out to eat, just waiting on that right girl. I have a bachelor's in English, and an associates from Minneapolis in Art instruction, but I'm happy with being a loser, being poor and having no future, I'm just trying to manage every day on this shitty planet, being a very lonely wise thing. I've been to California a dozen times in the last 2 years and not for vacation or my own accord (long story). I'm VERY down to earth and give great advice. If I could go to Chipotle daily I would, but I have no girl in my life, no significant other, no waddling penguin, no friend to hold my hand. i do like a girl alot, but i realize how fucked up i am, sometimes i don't even want to get out of bed, i'd need her to understand what its like to be lonesome and depressed, i really miss holding someone. we're all doomed to die, it sucks, i'm just trying to make my life as comfortable as possible with the little means i have, hopefully they'll put me on mental disability and i can continue my writing without having to work shit jobs to make ends meet, or save for a date with a girl and it never happens anyways go to a few of my sites myspace.com/andyp6 or Andy's Facebook link is below, its facebook.com/boathopper i have a new myspace account but rarely use it

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clivedavinci: i don’t want someone to feel obligated or grant me sympathies, what i do with my life, even if its to end it, while i’m alone in it, is entirely up to me, entirely, i have nobody in my life anymore where someone would worry yet i take a selfish plunge without caring about them, kidiot was the only remainder and tether to this place, a place i hate btw even though i feign happiness and chuckles, i just don’t think its a nice place, t here’s not a lot of goodness out there like the kind that’s in me, i feel SO alone you have no idea, in a culture of meanness and hate and cruelty, especially to animals, but just to let you know, again, not to feel obligated, because if an awesome girl comes along in my life that’ll be cool too, maybe i won’t be alone anymore, its what i’m wishing upon, but still, what made me feel really good, was a picture made just for me, i think it was anyways, it made me feel nice, even if it was just friendly, still, i guess there’s a hope laced in there someplace that i could have love again, that maybe someone does care and someone does wanna hold me, i hope so, i wish, its what i’d love to do, with her anyways, but she’ll probably go to another, saw a meaty beardy tall guy with tattoos she probably likes anyways, oh well, all i know is, lonliness sucks, and it sucks worse when you really care about someone, with kidiot, my heart has been fractured to sieve and pour in masses of my own hysteria, its really hard to get by, the guilt i have is tremendous and i have nothing to blanket around me, like arms, a remedy, which could be a new love, i need a new heart put into my chest, or at least the feeling of it, to see an angel’s smiling face, or even a serious grunting face doing something extraordinary that i couldn’t even do, those are the things that makes me happy, when someone tries to tell me in little words what they can’t yet, i hope theres a day she would, after another exciting rollover in bed, i want the stars to brighten in the heavens when she tells me those 3 words and i reply the same, until then i’m playing it cool, little steps i guess, i don’t wanna make it seem like people are walking on eggshells around me or something, because that’s not who i am at all, we’ll see i guess, in time, we’ll see what’s gonna pop in my life, or not, don’t know what the future holds, i just wish it consisted of holds though

(via g-iggle)

clivedavinci: in a way the sprout of a tree of my life is growing and rooting and planting me sound, but in another way the rooting is like a veining, a black veining to a wound, which is my mind, which is correlated with life, and my dark thoughts of how i want to get up to those heavens and slice away the thing that’s a god, i did such in a short story already, it was awesome i’m gonna have to find it and post it online, but i’d be better here on earth, my plight in life is to fight and win and survive and get to the top yet again, this time with movies, i can beat everyone in life, and have, so now my challenge is the dorky bullies in hollywood, and then from there i can work side by side with the humane society in creative efforts in my writing to input moral messages in films, and help animals in the world, that’s what i’ll do instead of taking the easy way out, girl or no girl, the love of my life will probably go towards other things, other people, i wish she wouldn’t, i wish she’d love me and axe out each little paper square on her calender before she could, where she can grant me a shot, she probably don’t care though, and that’s fine, in a way this picture depicts how the roots slide and find themselves routes through the cracks in my heart already, its never been mended properly, and the person who i wanted to mend it, her, probably could care less, the ideas of her, and us, together, in a way, makes the roots slither and crawl through and circle around back through gaps she kind’ve created already in the past, the walling of near hopes i guess, i try to spackle up the cracks in my heart with thoughts about us in some future, but those spackles aren’t really the proper mending attributes, i’d need her, what she wants to do in life, go towards me or away, whatever the outcome, the only thing that can mend my heart would be someone amazing like her, someday, sometime, someplace….. i went to this car lot and asked the dude if i can reach some branches i’m getting for my bosses tree i had to trim, it took me a few hours in the heat, i had to use a saw most times and sever the boughs that were as thick as my legs, pulled a lot of weeds, got some money so i can now go to the panaderia on the way back home, i asked my boss to drop me off here at the library with my knapsack, he had to pick someone up at the police station anyways, we stopped at a bunch of stores, he fed me chorizo and eggs, and his wife is so happy i stopped the flood in the basement, but i told them don’t count their blessings yet, there needs to be another harder rain to make sure, it was the main concern about selling that house was the water damage, i fixed all the walls downstairs, restructured the gutter system below and at the roof, sealed off all drain tile outlets and relocated all those around the house, dug ditches with gravel, cemented cracks in the foundation, i’ve done it all a little at a time, now just painting the ground is all that’s left really, hope they get a hefty price, me and him are gonna keep moving, fixing up houses is the plan, and we’ll go above and beyond its the first time i had someone in my life who’s actually intelligent and willing to work with me on stuff like this, its such a relief, i worked the other day with my old boss and i gotta go back tomorrow and work on ross road, we’ll probably quit anytime between 4:30 to 6, then i’ll shower and go to the gym and do my heavy chest, i guess my boss wanted me to go to another mambo thing, but i can’t, its on sunday this time or something, i already promised my buddy joseph i’d go hang out at his place in portage with carlos and all my other amigos, i got my cleaning supplies, the girl there called me brother, because i guess i was so down to earth and real? she hooked me up so i could get a swifter mop and pads, i’m so happy, i’ve had two of those things in my life crissy threw one in the garbage because she’s a wasteful asshole, then another time when she fucked our lives up and someone stole it while i was in jail, always thought carlos was nuts for using them, because i’ve been so used to having a bucket and wringer, but once you use one its awesome and simple and easy and it leaves everything smelling good, i wanna maybe get some colorful paint and paint my place pretty, nothing like my car, like something homey and nice like lime green in the kitchen or some shit, we’ll see if pain is 5 bucks at a recycling center or some shit, don’t know if they do that anymore, i got fabuloso and scrubby pads, lady speed stick deodorants, brushes, dish soap, all that shizz, i’m gonna get a fridge anyday i guess from the town, then i’ll get a stove, i hope it ends up being a little cute mini one and not something gargantuan, but i’ll take whatever and it’ll be mine, just gonna go home and watch transcendence with johnny derpppp, take a dump, cook something on the foreman, and be my own foreman to my little home, damn this girl at aldis came out the office to take over the register when i came in line, her name was marlene and she was flirting with me n shit, she was beautiful and big titted and nice assed, but my mind is on another big titted, nice assed girl who’s the most beautiful in all the lands i’ve scoured, i’m proud my future girlfriend has big boobies, i’m proud she’s so strong, i’m proud we’re the hardest romance to forge yet maybe we might forge it anyways, who knows right? adios mamacitas

(via coinfarts)

clivedavinci: the edacity inside me for you musters itself to leave my lips so often, but i cannot, i refrain, i’m sorry, i don’t like getting hurt, even though i’d do whatever i could to get to hold you, get myself prettier, more lean, try and curb my stupidities, to let what i love kill me, still i’m scared, i guess its just little stutter steps huh? if it seems i’m not going in that direction, towards you, you’re not looking close enough, you’re not feeling in your bones what i’m always feeling and always riddled with, you know how badly i want to hold you like this, you know the immensity that’ll flow through my arms when i’m holding you, maybe you can kinda tell by some of the things i say, but again, i have to show you how much i care, if a date goes great a few times which it would, i’ll get to show you in my arms instead of these rambling messes, are the curious lookieloos of your doing? are people genuinely coming up to me to say hi? or am i just a joke again? i’ll never know, i play it cool because i am cool, even if in the back of my mind its all a gag, little does the world know about love, little have they treaded, belittling do they treat it, i may seem the poetaster poet, but there’s only one girl in the whole wide world i was ever really speaking to, only that message would’ve been properly sent and recorded and felt, anything else would’ve been seen out of context as inferior or silly or obsessive, if you want love, goddamnit you’ll fucking have it with me, i can promise, there are so many other girls that try, that flirt, but all i want is one, year after year, i haven’t gotten to touch anyone for so long, but i want to touch for the first time a person who is the keeper, the keeper of my heart, the knight in shining armor, my little joan of arc, strong and fierce and full of so much passion inside her, where the heavy things she lifts aren’t just bland irons, but they’re me, she lifts me up because she might be real, she might really just think and dwell about me all day long as much as i do with her, who knows right?

(via fuckingcuddle)

clivedavinci: everytime you come home stressed from your day you can stumble onto this, this could be us but chu playin gurl, i could be nice and cozy and happy to see you with a warm cup of tea and you can sit on my lap and we can go on and on about your day, i’m lazy, i’m a homebody, let me stay couped up if you wanna go tool around in the world, but i’d rather not be a homebody and be more of a homey to you, and be couped up with you all day long, every day, every winter, even every summer, with my baby, we can stay so warm and cuddly inside our quilt dress, those armwrests on this chair remind me of how plump and juicy your ass is, i can’t wait to bite on it and slap it and kiss it and love it when i’m loving you some day after a bunch of our dates

clivedavinci: everytime you come home stressed from your day you can stumble onto this, this could be us but chu playin gurl, i could be nice and cozy and happy to see you with a warm cup of tea and you can sit on my lap and we can go on and on about your day, i’m lazy, i’m a homebody, let me stay couped up if you wanna go tool around in the world, but i’d rather not be a homebody and be more of a homey to you, and be couped up with you all day long, every day, every winter, even every summer, with my baby, we can stay so warm and cuddly inside our quilt dress, those armwrests on this chair remind me of how plump and juicy your ass is, i can’t wait to bite on it and slap it and kiss it and love it when i’m loving you some day after a bunch of our dates

(via coinfarts)

clivedavinci: could be us gurl, but chu playin’, you playin with my heart, strumming my heart strings at a distance, being a silly little vagina with a secret silly little crush, which is actually leaning heavier on my end, get with tlc gurl, and learn yoself something that this guy really likes you and is looking forward to our date… unless of course you’re dating dudes n shit and having fun with them

(via coinfarts)

clivedavinci: arrrghhh i’m going insane, i’m shouting internally that i care about you so much, i can’t express it, because odds are the girl of my dreams, if she’s out there someplace, is going out on dates n shit and having a good time, why would a virtual presence with me and my feelings for someone be such a fun shindig of a time? it isn’t, i wanna scream and shout and let all my love out, i wish i could

clivedavinci: arrrghhh i’m going insane, i’m shouting internally that i care about you so much, i can’t express it, because odds are the girl of my dreams, if she’s out there someplace, is going out on dates n shit and having a good time, why would a virtual presence with me and my feelings for someone be such a fun shindig of a time? it isn’t, i wanna scream and shout and let all my love out, i wish i could

(via coinfarts)

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clivedavinci: i just don’t have a girl in my life man, it makes a huge difference, its like i’m missing something entirely, i just wanna be a good person and make a happy life with a girl, adopt a pet in time, just be with my baby all the time, my own little new adoptive family, i will’ve adopted her from somewhere in this life, someplace i don’t know, i’ll run into her maybe she’ll want to stitch herself into my life, we’ll be happiest when we’re close to each other, and we’ll feel obtuse and estranged when we’re apart… one good thing in my life is my buddy miguel is coming in september, he’s an air marshall and can get into all the hotspots and clubs, not even with his badge, he just knows so many people out there, i can’t wait, me and c diddy and him are like the 3 amigos and he’s not one of the more jerky friends that never invites me out either, and my buddy joseph is having some fantasy football party this sunday and i’m invited and there’ll be tons of beandips and food and beer n shit, i can’t wait, at least i get to do some socializing and hang out with friends a little bit, i miss getting out, and its horrible for me when i don’t, because i’m completely alone in life n shit, its taking a toll, i’m not mentally ill to the point i’d ever hurt anyone or even enact a rage, even though i’ve been cussing out stoplights in e.c nonstop becaues they’re fucking retarded and nobody is even around and its a design to make you waste gas, along with trains too, yeah that s hit pisses me off, but i’m afraid for myself man, i don’t want to be stopped this time, i wanna do what i need to do, because life does have its promises, but they’re not truly real, they’re just niceties, a pretty girl, the prettiest in fact in the whole world, even if she’s out there somewhere, arms outstretched, resting her chin on a frilly pillow, on a couch, telling you in so many ways that she may want you to be in her life, she wants to at least try, she likes you, she takes a picture like that for you to see, to see her, to see the one thing you’ve always wanted, to be at that place with her, to giggle and laugh with her after long makeout sessions of getting to know each other, i dunno, its not to me on my phone or in my messages, its just there, i don’t wanna say its a tease, its just not to me, nothing is ever for me directly, i see girls in multitudinous droves and maybe one will take a 2nd gander, but who cares, how do i ever get to know someone? there’re girls that know me since i display everything and i’m still unwanted, by one after the other, where could i ever find a smart girl who was weird or funny or sarcastic or perverted who liked to laugh, who thought i was handsome and not a loser, who wanted to hold me too? where would i find someone like that? everyone is in the race to get married with kids and have a mortgage, hell, i’m just too busy dealing with the loss of my cat, fuck all the adult world bullshit, i don’t have time for that nor would i ever care to partake anyways, my life is just a ruination, and it doesn’t have to be, i’m hardworking, and i’m decisive and its always good decisions too, i’m bettering myself, i could tackle the movie industry if i tried hard enough, but my mood is so sad, i need touch from a person, i need words, i dn’t have either, i’m alone, hummerberto is better company than nobody, the thought that kidiot is safe is good company and good feeling, now all i have is hate, and horrible things to reflect upon, i can’t hold a girls hand and take her to get ice cream, to fudge it up, sprinkle up her cone for her and lick away in tongue races, i have nothing

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clivedavinci: i just don’t have a girl in my life man, it makes a huge difference, its like i’m missing something entirely, i just wanna be a good person and make a happy life with a girl, adopt a pet in time, just be with my baby all the time, my own little new adoptive family, i will’ve adopted her from somewhere in this life, someplace i don’t know, i’ll run into her maybe she’ll want to stitch herself into my life, we’ll be happiest when we’re close to each other, and we’ll feel obtuse and estranged when we’re apart… one good thing in my life is my buddy miguel is coming in september, he’s an air marshall and can get into all the hotspots and clubs, not even with his badge, he just knows so many people out there, i can’t wait, me and c diddy and him are like the 3 amigos and he’s not one of the more jerky friends that never invites me out either, and my buddy joseph is having some fantasy football party this sunday and i’m invited and there’ll be tons of beandips and food and beer n shit, i can’t wait, at least i get to do some socializing and hang out with friends a little bit, i miss getting out, and its horrible for me when i don’t, because i’m completely alone in life n shit, its taking a toll, i’m not mentally ill to the point i’d ever hurt anyone or even enact a rage, even though i’ve been cussing out stoplights in e.c nonstop becaues they’re fucking retarded and nobody is even around and its a design to make you waste gas, along with trains too, yeah that s hit pisses me off, but i’m afraid for myself man, i don’t want to be stopped this time, i wanna do what i need to do, because life does have its promises, but they’re not truly real, they’re just niceties, a pretty girl, the prettiest in fact in the whole world, even if she’s out there somewhere, arms outstretched, resting her chin on a frilly pillow, on a couch, telling you in so many ways that she may want you to be in her life, she wants to at least try, she likes you, she takes a picture like that for you to see, to see her, to see the one thing you’ve always wanted, to be at that place with her, to giggle and laugh with her after long makeout sessions of getting to know each other, i dunno, its not to me on my phone or in my messages, its just there, i don’t wanna say its a tease, its just not to me, nothing is ever for me directly, i see girls in multitudinous droves and maybe one will take a 2nd gander, but who cares, how do i ever get to know someone? there’re girls that know me since i display everything and i’m still unwanted, by one after the other, where could i ever find a smart girl who was weird or funny or sarcastic or perverted who liked to laugh, who thought i was handsome and not a loser, who wanted to hold me too? where would i find someone like that? everyone is in the race to get married with kids and have a mortgage, hell, i’m just too busy dealing with the loss of my cat, fuck all the adult world bullshit, i don’t have time for that nor would i ever care to partake anyways, my life is just a ruination, and it doesn’t have to be, i’m hardworking, and i’m decisive and its always good decisions too, i’m bettering myself, i could tackle the movie industry if i tried hard enough, but my mood is so sad, i need touch from a person, i need words, i dn’t have either, i’m alone, hummerberto is better company than nobody, the thought that kidiot is safe is good company and good feeling, now all i have is hate, and horrible things to reflect upon, i can’t hold a girls hand and take her to get ice cream, to fudge it up, sprinkle up her cone for her and lick away in tongue races, i have nothing

clivedavinci: i’m at starbucks, just lonely n shit, this is the only time i ever get to be out, this and the gym i guess, i’m gonna go to my little home in a bit and curl inside my shell of a life, i’ll try to displace the thoughts of kidiot with something, today i had to get shit with my uncle from bertram and i walked in the shed and it still smelled of death, my best friend lingering into my nostrils, i don’t really wanna exist man, i feel responsible that i couldn’t do anything, that i didn’t try to locate her the second i couldn’t find her, i just thought she was being a moody bitch or upstairs under a dresser or something, she likes to pop out as you pull drawers out, or sometimes she just sleeps soundly in her little ball until you touch her and wake her up, and she’ll give her little yawn and start licking your hand, i miss her so much, i fucking hate myself, i fucking hate people, i feel like dismembering the people responsible, i really do man, if i went on a murderous rage nothing could ever stop me, and it would all be because of kidiot lol, but seriously i cant make jokes about her, how dare me, i think i’ll rather just go away, i will’ve lived a sinless life that way, let karma take care of my sister and the other bitch, what a couple of straight up whores man, the world they’ve built for themselves they dragged me into, and then dismissed me when it was convenient like i was garbage, i really gotta get this water tank going man, i need to take a nice long bath and just escape, is it wrong to express such hate and crazy shit? no, i’d be weary of people who didn’t have emotions or outlets or exhausting vents to t heir anger ya know, the difference is i’m not nuts and i’m just rambling, and the difference is that my cat was murdered with apathetic fatness by two whores

clivedavinci: i’m at starbucks, just lonely n shit, this is the only time i ever get to be out, this and the gym i guess, i’m gonna go to my little home in a bit and curl inside my shell of a life, i’ll try to displace the thoughts of kidiot with something, today i had to get shit with my uncle from bertram and i walked in the shed and it still smelled of death, my best friend lingering into my nostrils, i don’t really wanna exist man, i feel responsible that i couldn’t do anything, that i didn’t try to locate her the second i couldn’t find her, i just thought she was being a moody bitch or upstairs under a dresser or something, she likes to pop out as you pull drawers out, or sometimes she just sleeps soundly in her little ball until you touch her and wake her up, and she’ll give her little yawn and start licking your hand, i miss her so much, i fucking hate myself, i fucking hate people, i feel like dismembering the people responsible, i really do man, if i went on a murderous rage nothing could ever stop me, and it would all be because of kidiot lol, but seriously i cant make jokes about her, how dare me, i think i’ll rather just go away, i will’ve lived a sinless life that way, let karma take care of my sister and the other bitch, what a couple of straight up whores man, the world they’ve built for themselves they dragged me into, and then dismissed me when it was convenient like i was garbage, i really gotta get this water tank going man, i need to take a nice long bath and just escape, is it wrong to express such hate and crazy shit? no, i’d be weary of people who didn’t have emotions or outlets or exhausting vents to t heir anger ya know, the difference is i’m not nuts and i’m just rambling, and the difference is that my cat was murdered with apathetic fatness by two whores

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clivedavinci: that actually looks like a crew cut, beach dude from the 80’s n shit, who’d be tossing a football n shit and squeezing on a bikini tit n shit

clivedavinci: that actually looks like a crew cut, beach dude from the 80’s n shit, who’d be tossing a football n shit and squeezing on a bikini tit n shit

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bunnyfood:

IT’S FRIDAY!

clivedavinci: god this is how i felt today at work, it was so fuckin hot n shit, i took freezer bottles of bottled water and they were all hard and frozen n shit, i used a machete on so many weeds that were taller than the house n shit, i felt like a warlord in the amazon forest chopping my way a path n shit, or i felt like jason vohrees n shit without the mask, i swigged shit, there’s some teeny bopper next door who just moved in who kept coming outside in her undies n shit, she was babysitting all alone and kept bitching at these kids, then this one kid came over saying how his sister hated him, he kept repeating it, he was like 5 n shit, i think he was trying to tell me what’s on his kids mind and he’s slightly uncapable because all kids are tards, unless she’s beating the shit out of you kid what do you want me to do? where are your parents, maybe she’s sexually frustrated and wanted me to go bone her or some shit, who knows, who cares, i’m looking for love, i’m gonna go to stracks in e.c and get brooms n fabuloso n shit

bunnyfood:

IT’S FRIDAY!

clivedavinci: god this is how i felt today at work, it was so fuckin hot n shit, i took freezer bottles of bottled water and they were all hard and frozen n shit, i used a machete on so many weeds that were taller than the house n shit, i felt like a warlord in the amazon forest chopping my way a path n shit, or i felt like jason vohrees n shit without the mask, i swigged shit, there’s some teeny bopper next door who just moved in who kept coming outside in her undies n shit, she was babysitting all alone and kept bitching at these kids, then this one kid came over saying how his sister hated him, he kept repeating it, he was like 5 n shit, i think he was trying to tell me what’s on his kids mind and he’s slightly uncapable because all kids are tards, unless she’s beating the shit out of you kid what do you want me to do? where are your parents, maybe she’s sexually frustrated and wanted me to go bone her or some shit, who knows, who cares, i’m looking for love, i’m gonna go to stracks in e.c and get brooms n fabuloso n shit

bunnyfood:

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clivedavinci: ish gojira

bunnyfood:

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clivedavinci: dude, another fucking reindeer thing scratching its ass with its horn n shit, scroll down my page a bit there’s another one, hey at least they use the tools given to them, he’s like itching the actual pussy lips on the asshole that’s nuts, poor guy had a bad itch, too bad he couldn’t convey to the other jungle animals that he needed his ass licked, its should be the perusual of the other varmints since its what they do to each other all day long n shit, dogs too man, cats, shit, all of the animal kingdom just go around licking each other’s asses, i bet there’s good relief in it

cool-critters:

Temminck´s tragopan (Tragopan temminckii)

The Temminck’s tragopan is a medium-sized, approximately 64 cm long, pheasant in the genus Tragopan.

The male is a stocky red-and-orange bird with white-spotted plumage, black bill and pink legs. It has a bare blue facial skin, inflatable dark-blue lappet and horns.

The female is a white-spotted brown bird with blue circular eye skin. The diet consists mainly of berries, grass and plants.

The Temminck’s tragopan is distributed in forests of northern South Asia, from northeast India, northwest Vietnam, Tibet and northern provinces of China.

photo credits: allandoopheasantry, zetaboards, Peter Stubbs

clivedavinci: fuckin’ murica bud

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clivedavinci: i’m afraid to fall in love if i actually find someone to love, i’m afraid to even mention i crush, afraid to tell someone i want to put my arms around them, because people are so weary about real love that they’re like eggshells and hugs might hurt them, its in the back of their minds this worry, but if you have a hard edge and you have digits and a bullshit pickup line you can put your sharp point to just about anyone, love doesn’t matter to most people, its just a fallacy, never propound, people aren’t afraid to go places, even with people as those places they’re not afraid, as long as its the temporary and you have the certain set of skills to abide by and be usual, then you’ll get the usual dating, the fun, as long as people are meticulous to all the bullshit that doesn’t matter, there will never be love that is found in the world, its simply on layaway and everyone lost their kmart receipts, its not that its unuseable, its that its a lost artform, i’m glad to see girls who still like romance movies, its awesome, maybe there’s something miniscule deep down inside them they’ve forgotten or buried away on purpose or whatever the reason, i just wish i was a reason to someone, i wish i was the reason someone went to smile at me, i wish i was the reason someone tried talking to me, i wish i was the reason someone special keeps the idea of the two of us sleeping under the blanket of stars, instead of just having the usual comforter cloth, or the comforter of a man, who’s usual, who’s using, who’s used by so many others and who is the user of someone’s heart, the renter, renting is good, when it comes to being in poverty and not having much money and not wanting to deal with real estate, but when it comes to hearts, and love, and people, renting isn’t cool man, and amidst everyone else that’s the way i stand so far apart from everyone else

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redbellied-piranha:

kidbuudha:

thetpr:

gang0fwolves:

" why don’t they use water cannons? "

bitch…

WOW

Y’all caught ya boy’s look on his face though right?????

Bruh he wasn’t having it

clivedavinci: i can’t even watch this video in public, but i mean that shit that happend in missouri, why didn’t they use non lethal force n shit, not everyone is a gangbanger man, how do you just start killing people n shit, even if people act up, still, people don’t have the right to be obnoxious? there is a fine line between behavior and police, obviously shut the fuck up if a cop is confronting you or telling you to do something, then i can see if someone gets show or something, like the movie fruitvalle station, like it was a mob of drunk assholes and they kept jumping up while they were face down on the pavement, like if you keep popping up like some asshole and you accidentally get show then yeah, you could see that coming, but cops just shooting people instead taking out a leg or some shit is ridiculous, you’d think all those racist cops would love using their beanie shotguns and tazers on some nackers n shit, well i guess they love blowing nackers brains out even more man

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