just because your mom gave you a dictionary two years ago and you throw as many adjectives as possible into a sentence, does not mean you know how to write, YVONNE!

good writing doesn't come from convoluting the english language into this unbearable garbage that you shit, every day, onto my screen. describing everything you see and hear with those big words you learned for the SAT's, does not constitute a good piece of work. it just means youre trying too hard to appear like you have some talent. trying to sound deep and cerebral just looks plain stupid. you sound like a prison inmate, YVONNE, who spews a lot of words with nothing to say.

interesting people are interesting becuase they show interest in things other than themselves. theyre interesting because theyre educated and experienced and can form opinions and hold discussions about things that require intellect. you, on the other hand, try to find 75 different ways to analyze yourself when there's nothing of interest to analyze!

why do you keep trying so hard? can't you just accept the fact that you really are not as special as you think you are? and can't you see that the really smart people of the world would never, ever, consider you anything more than a wannabe intellectual? and don't forget, you still are a fat heffer, so even the dumb skinny crowd wouldnt want you.

-The REALITY

but i'm still suffering from the damn headache. it hurt all night long. i hope you guys had a better time than i did.


Happy Birthday, Paul!

so, you think that by writing these deinspirations, youre being some kind of rebel? you think youre somehow unique and different and special? here's a news flash, YVONNE, youre ordinary and boring. youre about as unique as everybody else. this little protest does not make you appear smart or witty, nor clever. going against the grain is not a passport to coolness.

remember, standing on the other side of the tracks doesn't mean youre exotic, it just means that you have to watch your fat ass so that it doesn't get plowed by the train. youre still a lameo, accept it.

-The REALITY


on a serious note--i'm still at work. been here 11 hours. im so tired and i have a headache. i don't know if i'll make it to the party. :(

saying youre big boned or that it's in your genes, or you're just thick and not fat, is a complete lie, YVONNE. in actuality youre fat AND lazy AND most likely a slob.

-The REALITY

so,

seeing as how the site has been filled with feel good mantras popping up at the most (for me) inopportune moments, i felt it is necessary to provide a nice counter balance that will reflect my life philosophy which consists of "you suck, life sucks, fuck off"

instead of filling one with hope and inspiration, i feel we need words that will bring us down to grim reality and provide a much needed sobering for our disillusioned psyches.

so, i vow to write, each and every single day, in the spirit of (e:inspiraysean), a DEINSPIRATION for the soul.

here goes,

If doing your best is not enough, YVONNE, you probably are not good enough after all.

-The REALITY