we sort of saw that coming
i hate people. i hate talking to them, making them smile, getting laughs from foot fetish and tickling and all that nu-metal. even though i'm all alone in this morbidly obese world, there are some people who help affirm my want to destroy the planet with raining diapers of baby shit which fall upon them and their stupid calculus-studying ways and they do incredibly stupid things which merit death for their sorry asses and that would make me ecstatically happy for when that day finally arrives.