I Killed Andy Hong

Name's Andy, but feel free to call me whatever the hell you want.
I won't lie to you, I'm not filled with useless hatred like the rest of this world's caustic youth.
I've got things to care for, to emphathize with, to love, to fight for.
Sure, I've got idiots and bastards stifling and impeding me in life, but what are these people but speed bumps?
Hate to break it to you, kids, I have actual passion for life.
I'm a vegan; try it, you might like it.
Being able to take a bite of food without contemplating the gruesome murder that brought that morsel to your lips is pretty relieving.
Say it with me, "Cows are friends, not food."
As if I weren't enough of a screaming radical, I'm also a writer and a poet, soon-to-be author.
I dabble in drawing. It used to be what I wanted to do with my life; shit happens, things change.
I want to get my book on shelves before 2008 ends - not too lofty an ambition, right?
I have NO good pictures on here.
I've never really had a lot of patience for the human race, as horrible as that sounds.
Prove to me you're not like the rest and I'll respect you, easy as that. Show me you don't move with the herd, show me you don't let them lead you around by the balls.