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To use a quote that encapsulates my feelings right now, “I'm tired of this back-slappin' "isn't humanity neat" ******** We're a virus with shoes.” ― Bill Hicks The Poem Originally I thought I suffered from irritability, irritability of the human race. Then I realised whilst looking at my face, it was hate. I told the Doctor I'd thought of suicide, then realised I wanted to commit mass homicide. Become a hermit. Mankind, womankind I hate you, people think me nice, fair, and kind, I know the truth, I am a ******* so you must be too. We as a race need a cull. Do I like the human race? No. What's to like? I even dislike people that purport to be friends. I intricately step my way through this world of vermin. We defile what is beautiful and true, hate because we are taught to. Ruin, start wars, cause pain, then moan about the rain! We as a race are quite crudely put, a pile of **** but even **** has purpose, a role. What role do we have? To hate one another? If so please make it equal and adhere to political correctness, by that I mean, Hate Everyone equally.
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Jun 7, 2014
Jun 7, 2014 at 6:34 PM UTC
Misanthropy
To use a quote that encapsulates my feelings right now, “I'm tired of this back-slappin' "isn't humanity neat" ******** We're a virus with shoes.” ― Bill Hicks The Poem Originally I thought I suffered from irritability, irritability of the human race. Then I realised whilst looking at my face, it was hate. I told the Doctor I'd thought of suicide, then realised I wanted to commit mass homicide. Become a hermit. Mankind, womankind I hate you, people think me nice, fair, and kind, I know the truth, I am a ******* so you must be too. We as a race need a cull. Do I like the human race? No. What's to like? I even dislike people that purport to be friends. I intricately step my way through this world of vermin. We defile what is beautiful and true, hate because we are taught to. Ruin, start wars, cause pain, then moan about the rain! We as a race are quite crudely put, a pile of **** but even **** has purpose, a role. What role do we have? To hate one another? If so please make it equal and adhere to political correctness, by that I mean, Hate Everyone equally.
© JLB 07/06/2014 “You ever get the feeling the world's filling up with ******** I do. What I want to know is what happens when all the ******** run out of people to crap on? What happens when all that's left in the world is ******** . . . The golden rule. ***** unto others before they ***** unto you.” ― William Hoffman, A Place For My Head
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Jun 7, 2014
Jun 7, 2014 at 6:34 PM UTC
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