Woke up this morning—-
Full to the brim with self-hatred. I really do hate myself.
This is a terrible meaningless existence. I hate it.
I have nothing to look forward to. I have no friends. My beautiful pet Ceci just got killed. I don't want to go outside any longer—this is a nasty place where I live.
And look at the US. A country of false arrogance. Empty at the core. Collapsing on itself as it points fingers at everyone else for its own third-world behaviors.
I live in a tin pot dictatorship. There is nothing fine or beautiful about the US. Don—you've created the opposite of great. Pond scum? You can't wash that shit off. Hypocrisy and moral turpitude are permanent stains and you have no character. I laugh at your ignorance.
This is a terrible meaningless existence. I hate it.
I have nothing to look forward to. I have no friends. My beautiful pet Ceci just got killed. I don't want to go outside any longer—this is a nasty place where I live.
And look at the US. A country of false arrogance. Empty at the core. Collapsing on itself as it points fingers at everyone else for its own third-world behaviors.
I live in a tin pot dictatorship. There is nothing fine or beautiful about the US. Don—you've created the opposite of great. Pond scum? You can't wash that shit off. Hypocrisy and moral turpitude are permanent stains and you have no character. I laugh at your ignorance.
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