I want to light myself on fire and jump out of a plane with a sparkeler in each hand just to bring on the fourth of July before it's time. I want to be surrounded by everything and nothing at once and have my brain get hate fucked a million times by the biggest book of knowledge. We are all ignorant, flee infested dogs and I am you incoherent
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Someday, you filthy fucking trash throwing pigs, I'm going to repair the fucking ozone with my iron lung and my inhaler at my side, then sweep away your numerous garbage dumps with my fucking god sent broom
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