I am the living embodiment of everything wrong, and right in this world. I don't understand anything, although I'm smarter than all of you. I was more advanced than my class throughout elementary, but then I was inflicted with a serious case of apathy. Ever since, I have been incredibly fucked up. Too awesome for my own good, a higher IQ than my brain is capable of achieving, more strength than my frail body will allow. Lets face it, I'm amazing. Of course none of you know this, and no one will give me a decent chance to unleash my incredible potential upon this world. Maybe some day I will become one of those shopping cart homeless guys with all of the answers to life, able to beat all of the odds, but just too sorry to care.

My life once revolved around a love for my fellow man. That changed. Now I only want to pillage, maim, devour, rape and destroy the product of man, while saving humanity from their own destruction. Last night I solved world hunger and the energy crisis in an elaborate blueprint, the culmination of my entire genius, that I later tore up and used to wipe my own ass. Am I a screw-up? Yes. I know I have strange addiction to the "wrong decision" and yet I still manage to laugh. My saving grace is my arrogance; I suck and I know it. I know my problems, I acknowledge them, and I attempt to inform and enlighten the masses, while warning them of my building power. I will continue to spread the word of this message to young children, knowing the fact that this information just might end up with them in their teenage years, making videos with their Uncle Jim in a strangely decorated basement. But I will simply avoid responsibility of my actions and blame the children themselves. One day I'm going to explode and take a few of you out with my devastating awesomeness. A deadly culmination of wasted potential with two parts dispassion, and a part each of detachment, disinterest, disregard and dullness. My fuse is a mentos in a coke. That's just the way I roll.

I'm still better than everyone, but especially you.


I AM A LIBRA...........whatever the hell that means...P.S. Horoscopes are addictive


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I'll do anything for those I care about.



"A dope trailer is no place for a kitty" - Bubbles
ain't it the truth Bubs?... Ain't it the truth...