"Salutations to all of my fello compadres, I happen to love the gnarels barkly or also known as C-lo green song of the explisive of fornicating with yourself, but this is not about the mentioned songer and his highly addicting song. No this is about how my life seems to have taken a turn for the worst.
I seem to have take attention to the fact that the world outside my own including mine is unbelivably crule, web sites of the wonderious world of the internet seem to glorify voilence and obsine sexual premices and portray it like it was some sort of delitious pastry and the topings that go with it!
With that out of the way I shall now add to this ghastly endevor to whitch I have spawned. This is more so directed to a person 'whom shall be nameless out of polight courticy' and direct my anger twards this improper 'gentlemen' whom I give the term to losely. Also all of you on this web site are absolutely crule and disgusting as these sights and person to whom I have mentioned!
Indeed you are trying to hard at the most simpleist of tasks to drive me further into madness to whitch yourselves are now in, But in my darkest of dreams I feel as if I also am turning into one of you, dreaming of sweet relice and hatred twards that harsh darkness that is now welling deep inside. I must now bid you all adeu and ponder upon my delima."
people only kill themselves because they are weak. sound cruel? well guess what? it's true! they think there is no other way out even though there are tons of ways! so i really dont give a shit what they do . all i know is that:
1.) i'm glad i'm not them 2.) they're insecure 3.) their parents must be horrible guardians
And you call us try-hards? look at your fucking thread? you just tried to lecture and told us to go fuck ourselves but at the same time your misspelling made you no better.