Why are you here? I sit here and type away at this keyboard, writing down whatever garbage comes to mind and you sit there and what? Why should you give a shit about two douchebags who preach like they know something? You shouldn't.
The only things these two guys know about are what it's like to suck and what it's like to have things suck. And no, in their case when things suck, there's nothing to swallow. So who are these suckers kidding? How will anything change with their words?
Things don't change with words. You know where this is going: things only change when you're good looking. So until then I'll hide myself behind the light of this laptop monitor, writing about evil Thai chef wizards and pointless philosophical nothings. One day our lightning shaped scars will burn our foreheads and we'll destroy Voldemort. That day destiny will shit its pants and by then, you'll care.
Peace,
Vin
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
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