Voices Of Violence...
It's Zippy! A magical cookie man, that leaves a trail of chocolate chips wherever he goes!
I really hate it when people try to play tricks on me. Even when I'm pretty sure they're full of shit, it's such a fucking waste of my time. AND it makes me feel like I've been doing more drugs than I really have, which makes me worry about people who do more drugs than me, which in turn gives me heart attacks and explosive diarhhasjkjeeeuuuhhhh. It's been a long night.
People these days. They don't appreciate the shit they've got on their hands. They just take it for granted, and when they lose the shit they never treasured, they realize just how important and how good they had it.That's when they start regretting the stupid shit they do, or for the worse, they blame someone or something else for their loss,when really, its just their own fucking fault. I'm sick of that, people being unappreciative, people taking unnecessary advantage of others, people being blinded from the things they should of cherished with all their heart. People need to get their acts together, give back to the ones that offered them their hand. If only the paying it forward method would work in real life, a life where people aren't bastards to everyone else, a life where people are no longer too selfish, nor too self-centered to see the bigger picture of the ugliness of humanity. Humanity is the new meaning of hatred. Humanity is the new definition of anger. Humanity is the new horror of corrupting personas, in the hands of a god that no one believes in anymore. Humanity is the new irony of humanity itself. Humanity is non-existent in the universe. Humanity is worthless compared to the wonders of souls.
Humanity is just. . .
FUCKING GARBAGE.
yeah, like you, you're fucking garbage.
haven't you realized that compared to the world, the universe even,
that you're nothing but a mere average of 80 years of existence?
pathetic.