Shit's so fuckin sad and shitty in my life i wish it would just fall off the tracks and at least die. It's too pitiful to even embrace its own death, this disgusting half-assexcuse of a life i call my direction, or vice-versa. fuck everyone. fuck everyone out there who's happy with themselves and feels like there's shit goin good in their lives. cuz u know what? it ain't forever nigger. soon enough ur ass is gonna be right where i'm sittin, and i might be just where u are, and whether that shit happens or doesn't isn't even up to us in the slightest. it's all fuckin bullshit and i'm so fuckin sick of this shit, god damn. i literally am so fuckin sick of this shit that it makes me nauseous. i don't even feel like moving sometimes, i just wanna lie there and die out of pure disgust of this filth of a fucking shitstained fuckin planet.
someone fuckin kill me and end this shit. i'm so fuckin sick of every fuckin face i fucklin see. every fuckin eye i look into, i just wanna spit at you and choke the life out of you, mother fuckers. and i know you feel the same as me sometimes. i ain't even nothin special. even wallowin in my deepest mire, i ain't nothin special. it's all fuckin bullshit. why the fuck am i here?
If Copernicus, Tesla, or Hendrix had blogs... err... the faint shadows of their blogs caught in a blast of cold wind might resemble what is presented in this Tome o' Darkness xD
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