What you think about me is of no concern to me but what I think about you is what matters most. People come, people go and people like to pretend as if this was Barney's imaginary playhouse. Goddamn you, you retarded purple dinofuck, I'll get you one day. I'll be lucky enough to one day find someone, whether it's a friend or more, to just be so grown up and leave their childish behavior back in the past where they used to wear diapers. Until then, I'll keep to my hating people because people are, for lack of a better word, shit. If you agree with me there, hey, goddamn are you closer to being my friend.
I've learned through time and bullshit that NO ONE and I mean NO ONE is to be trusted. Everyone lies, everyone will fuck you over the first chance they get and the ones you call close the most will find more ways to screw you from behind than you can with a one legged whore. The one thing that gets me through my days is that karma is an unholy little bitch and she will find you. Nothing is more satisfying than seeing someone who put their pink transparent glittery dildo up your ass, get donkey punched the fuck out and raped in front of everyone who can't help but laugh as you fall.
Also, I hate opinionated assholes who deem themselves better than most or all. You have an opinion? Good, I have a mic in my ass that's brown and hairy that you can speak into. I don't care what you have to say unless it is in fact an actual opinion and not just you believing what you think and say is the way of the law. To hell with your banter.
In closing, I hate each and every one of you unless I choose different. If you also find what I say or me, offensive and/or crude, which I really can't see how I would be, I simply say, suck my asshole dry. That or stop reading. you keep reading, then you my good sir or mam, are the retard...Leave An Unholy Comment You Wanker
