poemranker ::A certain kind of misanthropy. by Plasticgirlwithgun

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Free verse № 27961

A certain kind of misanthropy.

Member since 2002 · Posted 29 Nov 2002 · 13 comments

Things I hate I hate the world All of its inhabitants People running down the street Bumping into you Mothers yelling at their kids Dumb little boys that judge girls by their figure Teachers that favor kids in the popular clique School and the way its packing order goes Parents when they do not let you smoke Boyfriends that dump you for your best friend Friends that lie and cheat They'll do anything to be cool Girls that get in your face When you say they aren't cool Those white boys that try to act black When they hated them before A group of skinny girls Who make fun of your clothes I hate the whole fucking world Most of all I hate you.

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13 comments

[n/a] Bill Z Bub 29-Nov-02/8:47 PM Reply
you go grrrl!

that happened to me in high school, girl dumped me for my best friend.
that really really sucks. really really REALLY sucks. Hell, that was a decade ago, and I'm still not over it.

[n/a] Plasticgirlwithgun › Bill Z Bub 29-Nov-02/8:56 PM Reply
It is hard to get over things when you have been betrayed by people you loved.But it is just life,everyone betrays eachother.
[6] Bachus 29-Nov-02/9:09 PM Reply
ninth sentence? the term is pecking...freak. and the white kids that try to act black are called wiggers.
[n/a] Plasticgirlwithgun › Bachus 29-Nov-02/9:17 PM Reply
Oh well I am so fucking sorry.I put packing because I ment fucking packing.Get it the way you get packed into stupid ass cliques in school.But then what the fuck do I know I am just a freak.
[6] Bachus › Plasticgirlwithgun 29-Nov-02/9:20 PM Reply
oh. of course..how could i have misunderstood? liar.
[n/a] Plasticgirlwithgun › Bachus 29-Nov-02/9:22 PM Reply
Ok,I am lieing.I am just one fucked up lieing kid.It is my poem and I wrote the way I wanted.If you do not like it fuck you and do not read it.
[n/a] Bill Z Bub › Plasticgirlwithgun 29-Nov-02/9:22 PM Reply
don't mind him, he's mad cuz his gerbil died.
And he can't spell his own name.
[n/a] Plasticgirlwithgun › Bill Z Bub 29-Nov-02/9:24 PM Reply
Or was it his mind that died...
[n/a] Bill Z Bub › Bachus 29-Nov-02/9:20 PM Reply
You're a bitter, bitter old man, aren't you?
It's like looking into a mirror...

but now I try to make friends
and my life is a little happier because of it.

ps my sister likes you
[n/a] horus8 30-Nov-02/2:23 PM Reply
little tommy shookiedoo was a hell of a polo player he would score and clinch it in the third chucker. his daddy rewarded him with plastic for his date later on with susie vonschnickleheimer. they were in love.they had plastic..things were perfectly rotten..in a accurately horrifying way...yes..yes.l
[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 30-Nov-02/3:33 PM Reply
You win.
[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. › -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 30-Nov-02/3:33 PM Reply
Only because of the last two lines though. The rest of the poeme smells.
[n/a] Plasticgirlwithgun › -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 1-Dec-02/3:49 PM Reply
Uh thanks.