dear internet text box,

[steakcorp]

i love you i can share all my feelings with you. today I went to a gas station to buy chips and a soda, then i went to some night class. I wrote stuff on little peices of paper while some girl is annoying me about some anime she watched and told me about samurais in Jpana that can kill anyone and i'm like SO KAWAII I DONT LIKE THIS SHIT BACK OFF GOD DAMNIT GIVE ME SOME HENTAI but the samurai part was cool. i wanna be a ninja rather, though, so i can vanish and shit. speaking of shit, i am the best person i know that can say shit totally cool like. about a million people gone like "whoa do you have any idea how cool you say shit" or i force them to rate how i say shit and most of them say ten (except this one fucker that did nine, i think he was french GO FREEDOM FRIES). seriously, i am the king of saying shit and no one can ever top me, not even till i die because i keep recording myself saying shit and put the cassette tapes in a time capsule for years to come. speaking of time jesus christ this shit (hahaha i am the best) is a waste of time

bye

-ali

p.s.- i love u internet