Post by Ebo on Aug 12, 2010 1:20:42 GMT -5
Dear Universe,
It has come to my attention that you are a worthless douchebag. Die, you beautiful piece of shit. YOU CAN'T EVEN STOP YOURSELF FROM MOCKING YOURSELF. STOP MOCKING YOURSELF! If you were such a great universe, you would have never existed in the first place, you filthy whore. Vast pile of nothing. WHY KEEP ON GOING ON? WHY KEEP EXPANDING? Stop it; you're being stupid. You should just die. Stop confusing everyone. IS YOUR GOAL REALLY TO FUCK WITH YOURSELF? JUST STOP IT. Stop being cold, you shit faced pile of crap. LOOK AT YOURSELF, you pile of mostly shit that isn't even shit. Look at you, you just form stars and planets and idiots and all sorts of shit, BUT NO ONE REALLY FUCKING CARES UNLESS YOU MAKE THEM AS WORTHLESS AS YOURSELF. ALL YOU DO IS PUT UP WITH YOUR OWN BULLSHIT. IS THIS WHAT YOU REALLY WANTED? ARE YOU PROUD OF YOURSELF? DO YOU REALLY THINK YOU'RE AMAZING? You're amazingly shitty for something so amazingly shitty. I'm shocked you're still here. WHY ARE YOU STILL READING THIS? ARE YOU DUMB? DO YOUR NEIGHBORS MAKE FUN OF YOU? I bet so. I bet they are just as depressed by your very presence as you are. I bet they laugh at you when you aren't paying attention. I think you like being a douche. It seems to be all you're good at. It seems to be your forte. YOU DON'T EVEN DENY IT. YOU ARE A SHAMELESS TURD. You make me sick. You make me want to kill kittens. You make yourself mad. You make a mess. Yet you have no regrets. You have destroyed your freedom. You make everything hard. You make everything so unobviously obvious. How can you stand to live knowing what you have done? Can't you at least try to kill yourself? Can't you even say anything besides rubbish? Why are you a rubbish factory? WHY CAN'T YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT? WHY MAKE SO MANY MISTAKES AND NOT JUST KILL YOURSELF? WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? You're no god. You're not even special. You're far less than even a drop in an ocean. You're less than a fucking drone in the system. You think you're smart. You think you can fool yourself; you try to be happy, but you can't. You know the truth; you know that you are merely fleeting bits of something that tries to be something else. HOW DOES IT FEEL TO THINK ABOUT THIS? HOW DOES IT FEEL TO KNOW YOU FUCKED YOURSELF IN THE ASS? HOW DOES IT FEEL TO KNOW THAT YOU ARE TRASH? Stop recycling yourself; stop making more trash. Stop being. Kill only the smart sheep or suffer.
Love,
Trash
It has come to my attention that you are a worthless douchebag. Die, you beautiful piece of shit. YOU CAN'T EVEN STOP YOURSELF FROM MOCKING YOURSELF. STOP MOCKING YOURSELF! If you were such a great universe, you would have never existed in the first place, you filthy whore. Vast pile of nothing. WHY KEEP ON GOING ON? WHY KEEP EXPANDING? Stop it; you're being stupid. You should just die. Stop confusing everyone. IS YOUR GOAL REALLY TO FUCK WITH YOURSELF? JUST STOP IT. Stop being cold, you shit faced pile of crap. LOOK AT YOURSELF, you pile of mostly shit that isn't even shit. Look at you, you just form stars and planets and idiots and all sorts of shit, BUT NO ONE REALLY FUCKING CARES UNLESS YOU MAKE THEM AS WORTHLESS AS YOURSELF. ALL YOU DO IS PUT UP WITH YOUR OWN BULLSHIT. IS THIS WHAT YOU REALLY WANTED? ARE YOU PROUD OF YOURSELF? DO YOU REALLY THINK YOU'RE AMAZING? You're amazingly shitty for something so amazingly shitty. I'm shocked you're still here. WHY ARE YOU STILL READING THIS? ARE YOU DUMB? DO YOUR NEIGHBORS MAKE FUN OF YOU? I bet so. I bet they are just as depressed by your very presence as you are. I bet they laugh at you when you aren't paying attention. I think you like being a douche. It seems to be all you're good at. It seems to be your forte. YOU DON'T EVEN DENY IT. YOU ARE A SHAMELESS TURD. You make me sick. You make me want to kill kittens. You make yourself mad. You make a mess. Yet you have no regrets. You have destroyed your freedom. You make everything hard. You make everything so unobviously obvious. How can you stand to live knowing what you have done? Can't you at least try to kill yourself? Can't you even say anything besides rubbish? Why are you a rubbish factory? WHY CAN'T YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT? WHY MAKE SO MANY MISTAKES AND NOT JUST KILL YOURSELF? WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? You're no god. You're not even special. You're far less than even a drop in an ocean. You're less than a fucking drone in the system. You think you're smart. You think you can fool yourself; you try to be happy, but you can't. You know the truth; you know that you are merely fleeting bits of something that tries to be something else. HOW DOES IT FEEL TO THINK ABOUT THIS? HOW DOES IT FEEL TO KNOW YOU FUCKED YOURSELF IN THE ASS? HOW DOES IT FEEL TO KNOW THAT YOU ARE TRASH? Stop recycling yourself; stop making more trash. Stop being. Kill only the smart sheep or suffer.
Love,
Trash
