A question I ask myself undoubtedly hundreds if not thousands of times each day, is if a single person could personify everything that is stupidity, who would that person be? And today I'm glad to announce that an answer has been finally deduced. And the answer is you.
The person I'm talking about knows who he is. With your shitty aesthetically retarded poetry and amazingly terrible pseudo intellectual ramblings your are the dumbest person I have ever met. And probably the dumbest thing I ever will meet.
No, but seriously if you're reading this, Fuck You.
You see, why I'm typing all this up now is because I recently bumped into this enormous faggot. My hate for this thing cannot be described through words. I'm seriously thinking about taking chess lessons and devoting myself to the pursuit of perfect strategic chops just so I can plan the perfect murder.
God, if he was really as depressed as his retard poetry suggests him to be, then he'd kill himself. But since god hates as much as to bring him into existence, I doubt he'd put me out of my misery.
Is that obsessive? My friends tell me I'm obsessive. I don't see it, really.
Now, look here guys. This spawn of Satan's sphincter is writing a book. Fucking run for your lives as soon as possible!
Grammatically, morally, and even intellectually incorrect writings to piss away your sanity and rape your innocence. You'll cry yourself to sleep for the rest of your life.
So please, take into consideration of mass suicide cause I guarantee you, this book will be much worse than hell. Or don't buy it. Whatever rows your boat.