FEED ME PITY
Definition of LiveJournal...............
A contradiction in terms. A journal that really isn't a journal, created in a place that really doesn't exist, written by people that shouldn't be allowed to write, and written about things nobody important (or sane) really cares about.
A stinking dung heap of adolescent attention whores and their respective attention pimps.
A diseased conglomeration of ignorant savages resembling in some twisted way a society.
The Warsaw Ghetto of online communities. Thousands of innocent minds find their way here to waste away into degenerate lumps of fecal matter. Spelling, grammar, or anything remotely resembling intelligence is extinguished before it infects the rest of the rotting hive of parasitic subhumans.
Dreams, aspirations, plans, goals, happiness, optimism, and religion are also prohibited. Only suicide, depression, and bitterness reside therein.
A morbidly fascinating collection of dysfunctional relationships, disappointing underachievers, antisocial xenophobes, and well… total failures.
A place where creativity fountains forth like a glorious plume of Technicolor vomit, drowning originality in a sea of sickness and depravity.
Home for those who have no right to damage the human gene pool with their inability to control their wanton desires. The subject of procreation, or at least half of the process, is so rampantly available here that nearly 90% of all entries are in some way related to it. A male dog in a room full of neutered bitches would have less to say on the subject.
A place were light is swallowed entirely by the overwhelming darkness.
wordd to that.
A contradiction in terms. A journal that really isn't a journal, created in a place that really doesn't exist, written by people that shouldn't be allowed to write, and written about things nobody important (or sane) really cares about.
A stinking dung heap of adolescent attention whores and their respective attention pimps.
A diseased conglomeration of ignorant savages resembling in some twisted way a society.
The Warsaw Ghetto of online communities. Thousands of innocent minds find their way here to waste away into degenerate lumps of fecal matter. Spelling, grammar, or anything remotely resembling intelligence is extinguished before it infects the rest of the rotting hive of parasitic subhumans.
Dreams, aspirations, plans, goals, happiness, optimism, and religion are also prohibited. Only suicide, depression, and bitterness reside therein.
A morbidly fascinating collection of dysfunctional relationships, disappointing underachievers, antisocial xenophobes, and well… total failures.
A place where creativity fountains forth like a glorious plume of Technicolor vomit, drowning originality in a sea of sickness and depravity.
Home for those who have no right to damage the human gene pool with their inability to control their wanton desires. The subject of procreation, or at least half of the process, is so rampantly available here that nearly 90% of all entries are in some way related to it. A male dog in a room full of neutered bitches would have less to say on the subject.
A place were light is swallowed entirely by the overwhelming darkness.
wordd to that.