Fuck you.
The police state in America won’t let me write in my own blog here “I’m going to kill my father”.
On accident? On purpose? Which sense of the word father?
Which sense of the word, FUCKER.
Much better.
Fuck shit stupid retard stupid retards.
Fuck shit you fuck shit you you suck kill yrself (also not allowed to write that in the police state of America).
Slit yr wrist slit yr throat.
I don’t know what to say.
It is NOT boring. It is overwhelming. There’s a lot going on. Home time is not very pleasant w/these parents living w/me.
At least I don’t have a wife or kids to harass me ON TOP OF THAT.
Wooo.
How royal tan-bum.
Fuck shit ass nigger bitch shitstorm retard ass kill yrself stupid nobodies. Sometimes people look similar, but no one looks exactly the same as someone else (not even a human clone of yrself).
Fuck shit need some scifi on the TV downstairs. But CAN’T: b/c peeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeents.
Fuck you, slit wrist, slit thr, die die die. Fuck shit ass nigger thizz bitch. Dai dai dai fuck you.
Fuck yee.
Retard.
Fuck shit ass nigger thizz bitch kill yrself fuck shit ass nigger thizz bitch. (Or am I talking to myself? On the record, and in real life, I’m not suicidal–but maybe I’m still talking to myself woo wooo mysterious).
Fuck nigger thizz bitch ass retards fuck shit ass nigger thizz bitch shut up stupid retards.
The retards I live with like to fuck over.
Fuck over.
Fuck over.
Retard as nigger thizz bitch kill yrself fuck shit ass nigger thizz bitch stupid retards fuck shit ass nigger thizz bitch kill yrself fuck you shit fuck shitfuck (which do you prefer?) retard stupid I’m not angry, I’m irritated.
Mildly.
And this is how much I LOVE writing.
So fuck off, retard police state parent-republicans.
Or are they republiCAN’Ts?
Wooooooooooo wooooouuuuu what mysterious.
Fuck shit die go jump off a cliff kill yrself fuck you shit fuck ass nigger thizz bitch.
I don’t care about my family.
Now the police state won’t let me write “I’m going to murder my family”. What a shame, that everything on someone’s blog is taken so seriously. Like you even know who I am.
Shitheads. Kill yrself/ves.
Kill yr sELVISes.
Ha, ha-ha, haa.
Stupid humor.
Sylvia Plath is pretty good at poetry.
Or whatnot.
Have you have as sauce or dim sum maybe a lightbul-battery hybrid.
Like cell lines or fuckant ass niggers.
Fuck shit kill yrself.
Fuck you, bitch. Stupid fuck you. Shit fuck ass nigger thizz bitch.
I. Am going to kill you.
Now the cops are going to arrest me for WRITING HAHAHAHAHA.
Isn’t that nice.
Because my writing is an accurate record (and not rhetorical or figurative it’s not even SYMBOLIC so fucking burn down the church nearby!).
Go away, retard. You’re shit.
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Fuck shit ass nigger thizz bitch kill yrself you stupid cunt.
Fuck you.
Stupid retards EVERYWHERE. California is full of freaks. I hate living here.
Stupid shit fucks, too many young people, old people, nobody normal.
I hope I never get raped into a romantic relationship. Trying to stay single aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaas long as I fucking can.
So kill yrself.
Wouldn’t mind fewer people on Earth. It’s a crowded place.
Are people a disease, though? The semantics, maybe, eh-eh. But syntax? No.
Spanish influenza is a disease.
So go die of spanish influenza.
The stalkers (you guys) are really loud, obvious, and obnoxious.
Have you considered… leaving me alone yet?
Okay whatever.
I guess that’s it for now.
(Now the cops should arrest me FOR WRITING HAHAAHHAHAHAH).
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