This is the end, my only friend, the end...
Wow. Five years or more of my life. Stuff I'd imagine even my dearest friends did not read despite being on my "friends list", much like MySpace and now Facebook these last four years or so...
No one is here now. No one.
I always wanted to really say what I thought and felt. Now I can. But what's the point, really?
I don't care. I don't care about you and I don't care about me. In fact, if I don't hate you I have a feeling toward you that is akin to barely keeping the lid on hatred. So... yay and stuff.
The best thing about a potential apocalypse or world wide war is that, due to their weakness and statist dumbassery, not a single liberal could possibly survive. So bring it on, even if it results in the death of everyone I know...so what? The only thing that could potentially upset me about an apocalyptic scenario would be a loss of hot dogs. That's how much of a fuck I give.
End of line.
No one is here now. No one.
I always wanted to really say what I thought and felt. Now I can. But what's the point, really?
I don't care. I don't care about you and I don't care about me. In fact, if I don't hate you I have a feeling toward you that is akin to barely keeping the lid on hatred. So... yay and stuff.
The best thing about a potential apocalypse or world wide war is that, due to their weakness and statist dumbassery, not a single liberal could possibly survive. So bring it on, even if it results in the death of everyone I know...so what? The only thing that could potentially upset me about an apocalyptic scenario would be a loss of hot dogs. That's how much of a fuck I give.
End of line.