I Do...Not Care.

Listen, Pahtnah...I'm not shyt, Im less then anything compared to anyone. Even a bum has more personality then me. I Dont Give A Fuck. I aint gonna be shyt, Im basically here for some entertainment. Perfection is the dumbest thing people call me, Whats so Damn perfect about a Twisted minded kid? I have pondered what am I doing here, but I soon lost caring about thinking. Never die, I shall live eternal here...But if I go, dont shed a tear. You gotta understand, I dont care if I die tonight. When I was a baby, I done lost all hope for my dreams. Of course, its natural instinct to have them, but I dont think I'll ever achieve to them goals. They were all destroyed in about every depressing situation, I didnt even see the Wicked Shyt I was facing. I dont care about myself, I dont care about your life, I'll listen and give some pointers to make it better, Im just a friend for some. An asshole to most. But Careless, to all. I dont Give A Fuck, Fuck Laws, Fuck Me, Fuck Love, Fuck Pain, Fuck Suicide, Fuck Homiside, Fuck War, Fuck Peace, Fuck Disrespect. Remember this motherfucker, We will always have them...No matter how untouchable you may claim your life is, its Impossible to all to have a perfect life. Love is Pain, Homiside eventually leads to Suicide, Peace cant ever be expressed because you fight a War for Peace. Oh, and if I see you say...I hate my Mom/Dad. I'm just gonna flip on you. Who tha fuck gave you this life? Who is paying the electricty for the cpu your talking shyt about them on? I know these past sentences where off subject, but yet again I DONT CARE. You think less of me, Im thinking lower then you. You think high of me, Im thinking low...STILL. Im a low life, low thinker, low pant wearin, wrinkled shirt wearin, greasy haired ''Thug''. But, Hey...thats me. I dont care about your opinion about me. Fuck your opinion, I live by my own opinion. The only opinion I shall follow comming from someone, is if their willing to help me with my Manic Depression. And, if you help me through that. I will watch out for you, like no other. I promise, you can grow to hate me...But, I will still care...about You. Not me, cause I JUST DONT GIVE A FUCK!
-Alley Rat.

Hom-Sha-BOOM!

There is a voodoo chant called HOM-SHA-BOM. I am not very aware of the outcome of this chant, also I dont know how many times it needs to be yelled for it to be put into effect. I am still somewhat aware, that its a vigourous dream, created by Black Magic casted upon by Invisible Entities or Witches. Your body gets transformed, into what...I dont know, I have yet to find out. Probably something Demon related, or Satanic. Why I posted this, its also another mystery. I done told you, I post whats on my mind. This is rather more educational, I dont insist on chanting this, UNLESS...you know whats gonna happen, or if your a voodoo artist. But anyway, this Magic is Undefeatable...God works in surprising ways, but I dont think He'd want to mess with this. Sorry My Lord. Its also, hypnotizing, which means You do things you dont know you could do. Example, rip a beating heart out of someones chest with your bare hands. Or something wicked like that. Also, its possessive(hypnotizing basically),and its sayd to bring 4 faceless,,pigmentless, shadows ,with light green glowing eyes,to this world. They enter from anywhere, and leave through a portal, opened anywhere.The portal is colorful, like an acid trip. Where this information came from, I forget. Sorry, look it up anywere...I gaurentee you wont find it. Im sorry again. You never know though, they could bring your nightmares to reality. Or have you knocked unconcious beyond belief. As to where, you think its real. But its all just a dream...Who Knows!
-Alley Rat

Drive-By Arguments

Today, as I walked through the woods behind Young Patriots Park on my way home. I noticed kids tryna get the worst out of me, driving by and yelling things out of their window. Maybe, because their homo's,tryna show off, or just tryna fight. I HATE IT, stop it...for real. You people who do it, are old enough to drive, smoke, or possibly drink. Punk motherfucks, now Im probably anywere to 4-7 years younger then you,depending on YOUR age. And I rule with an Iron Fist, which is a metaphor meaning I got my brass knucks, and I wont hesitate to swing on your ass if you got the balls to get out. Has it ever happened to you? Walking to some destination, and someone drives by talking helly shyt. Doesnt it aggitate the hell outta you? But, if your like me or my friends you yell and talk shyt back in hopes they got things between their legs called Balls, so they can actually do what they sayd. But the title of my blog is called Drive-By Arguments, thats what I call those. People who Drive-By, and try to Argue. Hence: Drive-By Arguments. If you read this, and enjoyed my own damn argument against people who are faggots and drive by who think their the shyt. Leave me something on this, please. So I know I have some people who understand me.