Notes beyond the grave
Keep killing people and i'll continue to have a reason to bang away at the keys in contempt for this country and its absolutely (for the most part) pointless and useless news media. Its a disgrace to our bastardized germanic utterance, most of these empty-headed rich folk sitting in comfy chairs wasting my time with their recycled theories as to what made you do it. Did the video games make you do it? From what I hear they're blaming Sony and Nintendo again for putting the gun in your hand. At least that's what i've heard because I don't let anyone get three words into your story before raising my hand to silence them lest I projectile vomit so hard it'll flow through their nostrils and damage their frontal lobes. Somewhere there's a sweatshop putting an abrupt hold on the Wii controller made to resemble an AK-47.
I think you just had some classic damage - the kind of classic damage so bad you realized it and cancelled yourself out. Thanks for that by the way... it kept me from having to listen to Nancy Grace's awful fake accent talk about the way you comb your hair for the next 20 years you would've been on death row. It kept me from pulling additional clumps of my lovely curls from my scalp everytime I thought about my taxes paying for some big sweaty man with awful tattoos to bend you over, call you his Korean Princess and give you what you've always wanted. Classic damage - the kind that made you wipe out a bunch of innocent kids so that politicians can use you as their platform in the primaries. I can see it now, "If you don't want to ban firearms, you're on the side of Virginia Tech murderer!" "If you elect me, I promise to heighten security in all educational facilities so that less cops are out patrolling dark alleyways keeping little girls from getting raped!" "If you elect me I will ban clothing so that weapons must go through the labor of actually being carried and cannot be concealed unless you're a very talented female porn star!" I don't know what party would be endorsing the last statement, so please don't ask.
The point is, because you had some loose wiring people like myself have to suffer. We have to make our roommates hide our remote controls and pluck out the power button of our televisions. We have to make sure that when we switch CDs in the car, the intermittent noise isn't tuned to AM shit-talk radio. We have to swear to all things gonzo that we will smite the next person who dares ask our opinion on whether or not all schools should have metal detectors. You had to go and get a gun and be Bobby Badass, taking all the attention away from poor Sanjaya. Who will be eliminated on Dancing with the Stars?! What's to become of the characters on Lost?! Even MTV talks to me about your demented former brain, which i'm sure was difficult to pick up off of the floor while fighting the urge to step on it and smear it around in desecration. And you knew two people would make it as far as the mississippi - but 22 would touch every corner of this fucked up, distressed, dehydrated nation. Well a big posthumous fuck you goes out to you for taking innocent lives, but ultimately for annoying the ever-living SHIT out of me for what I foresee to be months on end.
My name is Amy Danger and I write for dystopia and promote sterilization.
I think you just had some classic damage - the kind of classic damage so bad you realized it and cancelled yourself out. Thanks for that by the way... it kept me from having to listen to Nancy Grace's awful fake accent talk about the way you comb your hair for the next 20 years you would've been on death row. It kept me from pulling additional clumps of my lovely curls from my scalp everytime I thought about my taxes paying for some big sweaty man with awful tattoos to bend you over, call you his Korean Princess and give you what you've always wanted. Classic damage - the kind that made you wipe out a bunch of innocent kids so that politicians can use you as their platform in the primaries. I can see it now, "If you don't want to ban firearms, you're on the side of Virginia Tech murderer!" "If you elect me, I promise to heighten security in all educational facilities so that less cops are out patrolling dark alleyways keeping little girls from getting raped!" "If you elect me I will ban clothing so that weapons must go through the labor of actually being carried and cannot be concealed unless you're a very talented female porn star!" I don't know what party would be endorsing the last statement, so please don't ask.
The point is, because you had some loose wiring people like myself have to suffer. We have to make our roommates hide our remote controls and pluck out the power button of our televisions. We have to make sure that when we switch CDs in the car, the intermittent noise isn't tuned to AM shit-talk radio. We have to swear to all things gonzo that we will smite the next person who dares ask our opinion on whether or not all schools should have metal detectors. You had to go and get a gun and be Bobby Badass, taking all the attention away from poor Sanjaya. Who will be eliminated on Dancing with the Stars?! What's to become of the characters on Lost?! Even MTV talks to me about your demented former brain, which i'm sure was difficult to pick up off of the floor while fighting the urge to step on it and smear it around in desecration. And you knew two people would make it as far as the mississippi - but 22 would touch every corner of this fucked up, distressed, dehydrated nation. Well a big posthumous fuck you goes out to you for taking innocent lives, but ultimately for annoying the ever-living SHIT out of me for what I foresee to be months on end.
My name is Amy Danger and I write for dystopia and promote sterilization.