Friday, December 25, 2009

you'll rebel to anything as long as it's not challenging.

I had an amazing Christmas. Details later.

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You don't mean it.
You need a uniform so you won't be ignored. You are affected and so you're accepted. It's time you invested in a bottle of poison so we don't have to hear about you bitching and moaning. You think you could afford a fuckin bottle of asprin? Boo fuckin hoo, you're not the only one whose life's a piece of shit, and yet miraculously somehow we all seem to deal with it. Did anybody think that you would really seriously slit your wrists? In fact, I think that everybody thinks you're seriously full of shit.
You don't mean it.
You think you're saying something relevant as you connect the dots. You never realized you have to get in line to suck a cock. You're telling me that fifty million screaming fans are never wrong? I'm telling you that fifty million screaming fans are fucking morons.
You don't mean it.
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(: Next time you point a finger, I'll point you to the mirror.

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