Date: October 26th, 2007 3:58 PM

Author: Super Secret Community Account

December 25, 2006, Christmas Morning

I sit here silently, taking in the scent of my own filth. No one cares, but why would they? I think of my family enjoying themselves around the tree with nary a thought of the son they had disowned 2 years prior. "Why didn't you get into Med School?" they asked. "What do you do with all your time?" At first they believed my excuses about studying to take the MCAT again, until the day I went to the kitchen for another Go-gurt and left my browser window open on my computer in the basement. When my father saw the tabs I had open (ranging from stormfront to xoxo to "white gay with asian gay" porn), he threw me out of the house without a backward glance. As I wandered the streets, sucking dick to pay for my time in internet cafes, I fell deeper and deeper into my addiction. So here I sit on Christmas morning, posting on xoxo about blacks while jerking it to Christina Aguilera's "Beautiful." A single tear rolls down my cheek as the fat mexican lady behind the plexiglass tells me I have to leave.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=707335&forum_id=2#8816830)

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=4499814&forum_id=2Vannesa#39949878)