My life is brilliant.

Your life's a joke.

You're just pathetic.

You're always broke.

You house isnt that beautiful.

Really ain't impressing me.

You're suffering from the illusions of

Adequacy.

You're Pitiful.

You're Pitiful.

You're Pitiful its true.

Never had a date.

That you couldn't inflate.

And you smell repulsive too.

What a bummer be in you.

You just can't dance.

And forget romance.

Everybody you know still calls you

Farty Pants.


LOL i today nothing interesting to post sorry.

So i got to spam this shit.

Quattad.

i'm just your typical forteen year old boy. adolescent, dealing with growing pains just as any other normal human teenager would. except what sets me apart is that i go by the name of glen and i am the supposed owner of this forsaken web page. i'm odd in the way that i have very frequent moodswings and i argue a lot with everyone - including my best friend, who's well, pretty much non-existant. so i guess i'm your typical, not-so-typical guy.
i'm just who i am. metro, a SNAG and the oh-so-annoying bitch. lazy, cranky, irritable and irritating in every way. just living out my life as normal as i possibly can. with friends that can hurt me to the core and enemies that surprise me. it's no wonder i keep this blog.