Who the hell do people think they are. Don't ever tell me what to do or I swear I will rip off your head. Literally. Or I will at least try. I hate it when people tell me to be quiet or tell me I'm not funny. Fuck off for all I care. I don't give a damn who watches me. Don't try and agree with my post because that makes all of you a bunch of hypocrites. Every one of you need to learn to just let people be who they are. This is a judge free class and I honestly wish that it was even remotely true. I can't say anything without someone telling me I am an idiot. So screw everyone and everything they want me to be. I am my own man and I don't need someone putting me down because they don't like what I have to say. Patrick out.
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
Sunday, February 16, 2014
Screw Love, Patrick Stump
Sometimes I look out the window and I think, "Why did I love you?" This is going to be the only post I get personal on. I have loved one women in my life. I thought she loved me also. She ended up taking a knife to my back and making me question life. I was so devastated I cried. I actually cried about something. I have never cried about anything before this. I still remember our song. Smother Me-The Used. I thought, "Let me be the one to call you baby all the time." Now I am saying, "Let me smother you." In all seriousness let me take a pillow to her face and smother her. There is nothing worse that could have happened to me. I've been beaten by my parents, kicked out of my house, bullied, and had no friends. None of those things compare to what happened between me and her. I still can't get over what happened between me and her. I just wish I didn't care so much but I can't help it. "I'm just a sad song, with nothing to say." -Disenchanted, My Chemical Romance. The 3rd song on my blog is what is happening right now in my grooveshark mix. There wasn't a happy ending like some of you other people. It ended all fucked up with a lot of regret. "I'll miss missing you now and again."-Miss Missing You. Patrick out.
Wednesday, February 12, 2014
Strength, Patrick Stump
"People think that strength comes from holding on, sometimes it's letting go"-Ann Landers
So I was listening to the radio and I thought, this is stupid. So instead I turned on my t.v. and the show that was on had this quote and I decided to share it with you guys.
I look at everyone that I know and they say, "Dude.....you're weird."
Well screw you guys because in truth, it is you who is weird. You just aren't on my level yet. Just kidding I love you guys. But seriously let my soul be.
What in the world am I talking about? Strength. Let us talk about strength.
Oh yeah so I tried to light myself on fire and then I found out, I don't have any matches. Messed up right? I promise I am not suicidal. I am a thrill seeker.
"And I wonder, if you know, what it means, to find your dreams"-Kanye West
Oh yeah so I saw this comic strip that said, "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger."
Oh yeah so I saw this comic strip that said, "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger."
This is so legite. So let me leave you with a quote from one of my songs.
"I'm gonna change you like a remix, and raise you like a phoenix"-The Phoenix
Patrick Stump out.
Monday, February 10, 2014
Patrick Stump, Dancing
To Those Losers Waving Those Signs, I'm Going To Give You One Good Reason Why I Respect What You Do.
I mean seriously, I am driving home from Little Caesars today and I see a kid from our school waving his sign and he was just waving and in a great mood and all I could think was, "Wow. What a loser." Now I realize that I was wrong. I mean what could be more fun then dancing around and waving around a sign? Nothing. You get to express yourself in a way that only a few others can. I am actually envious now. So I am going to go and dance around outside and think, "I don't care what you think, as long as you are thinking about me."-I Don't Care Patrick Stump out.
Sunday, February 9, 2014
Patrick Stump, Just for fun
I get to write about whatever I want. Heh heh. Heh. HAHAHAHAHAHA. This is going to be too good. So I was eating a burrito and I decided that it wasn't that good. But I finished it anyways. It was decent. I guess. Oh yeah so I got invited to a party and my ex also got invited and when she heard I got invited she started crying. WTF!!!!! What is wrong with ex girlfriends. Never mind. That was a stupid way to start. So yeah, how was your weekend? Did you do anything exciting. I killed a hippo. In my dreams. But I feel bad now. Why do I feel bad? Maybe I have a thing for hippos. Maybe I don't. Hippos are cute, in a demented sort of way. What if I ate hippo. Nope, not going there. So back to my love life.......I have none. Actually there is this really cute girl and she is way chill about everything. We watched Ferris Buehlers Day Off and it was not as funny as I thought it would be. Man I am running out of things to talk about. Maybe I could talk about myself. I am a boy, tall, short, and very average. That about sums it up. Oh yeah so I made a cake and it was very rich and good. But I didn't like it. What is wrong with me? Message me and tell me what is my problem. "I'm fast, strong, I can sleep in a bucket." Key and Peele. I love that line. He can sleep in a bucket. Ok now for my quote. "So Light Em Up." Patrick out.
Patrick Stump, Crayons
CRAYONS
Crayons remind me of how much I hate coloring. I mean no how much I color with them, there is always a space, something that isn't filled in, like something is missing. Now lets apply this to life. Life is like a crayon drawing. No matter how much you try to fix something, there will always be a problem that comes up. Now lets get down to something fun. So in creative writing we did that coloring thing and I got so frustrated and gave up. Then Kyles daughter started throwing paper at people and it was so cute. She was freaking adorable. Almost as adorable as this one girl I like. Innocence is really adorable. Like Molly Mormons. Except not really. You dig me. All I am saying is that like the crayon, there is a variety of different people. Some of the colors you like, some you don't.
Green is not a creative color!!!
Just kidding. But seriously I hate the color green. Probably because it looks gross. What am I talking about. Blue is the best color. But then again so are a lot of colors. If you are reading this, post to me what your favorite color is. It is something I like to know for some reason. I am just really weird like that. What was I talking about again?.............................I don't know. Moving on, so I was talking to this girl and I asked what her favorite color was. She said it was light blue. Now girls are weird but in a really cool way. They say something and of course they expect the person to ask "Why is that your favorite color?" Now a gut would just say, "That's cool," but a girl actually cares about that. They ask the question of why the person likes that color because girls care about people and like to get to know people. You can't count on a guy to talk about your feelings. You need a girl. They listen and they are awesome because of it. But most girls, they don't have your back in a fight. That is why it is nice to have a Bro. Bromance. Nothing gay about it. Not that there is anything wrong being gay. I don't judge. Actually I do I just don't people that I do. But everyone judges. It is just human nature. Wait I should be talking about crayons.............crap.........should I delete this? No I am going to keep this. It is good. I think. Tell me if you like it or not because I don't know anymore. I like girls though. They are pretty. Every single one. Every girl I see I think is beautiful. Just how I roll. Well let me leave you with a quote. "We are the beginning of the end." -Young Volcanoes. I love Paris. Oh and if you finish this, you should noUturn's stuff. It is frick good. Patrick out.
Sunday, February 2, 2014
Patrick Stump, What the Heck is This
Oh man. I get to talk about whatever I want. How about just anything. Let me telly you about my life. So I woke up one day wondering who i was. What i was going to be. Why I wanted to be that. Who I was going to marry. Why I was going to marry them. How many kids I am going to have. Boys or girl. Both. Neither. Twins. Triplets. And while all these thoughts were running around in my head, my dog came up to me, and put his paw on my lap, and started begging for the sandwich in my hand. I didn't give him the sandwich. Now I feel terrible. I should have given him the sandwich. All he gets is nasty dog food. He doesn't like dog food. What if life was like a dog. We get what we are given, everyone loves us, pets us, we get to sleep all day, sleep all night, and no one hates us for it. Life would be so good. I dont know what I am saying. Sorry this post is not going to be a good one because I am barely staying awake. I typed half of this with my eyes closed. Listening to Mitt Romney's voice. He has nice hair. Plus he is quite funny. I will probably fix this some other time. Then again, why bother? Peace out people.
Patrick Stump, Human
Patrick Stump
A human? What the heck is a human? I ask people that and they say, "It's not a robot." Well aren't you smart. I am glad you know what it isn't. The dictionary says that it is of, relating to, or affecting people. So lets see if you are a human or not. I know I am. I mean I am writing this while watching t.v. and people are yelling and i can't seem to write what i want because i cant think straight and my head is blowing up in pain and people keep touching me and all I really want to do is sleep. I'm sick of drama and I just wish it could all leave but it cant. It just cant. Do you wanna feel beautiful? My heart is like a stallion, they love it more when it's broken. Why? Why do people like broken people? What is so wrong with someone jumping out of there seat and saying, "I LOVE AMERICA!!!!" I love America, and I am going to say that tomorrow. I promise. Just listen for it.
A human? What the heck is a human? I ask people that and they say, "It's not a robot." Well aren't you smart. I am glad you know what it isn't. The dictionary says that it is of, relating to, or affecting people. So lets see if you are a human or not. I know I am. I mean I am writing this while watching t.v. and people are yelling and i can't seem to write what i want because i cant think straight and my head is blowing up in pain and people keep touching me and all I really want to do is sleep. I'm sick of drama and I just wish it could all leave but it cant. It just cant. Do you wanna feel beautiful? My heart is like a stallion, they love it more when it's broken. Why? Why do people like broken people? What is so wrong with someone jumping out of there seat and saying, "I LOVE AMERICA!!!!" I love America, and I am going to say that tomorrow. I promise. Just listen for it.
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