I guess it's like giving up on my character. I don't have the capability to give up, as of this moment. I don't got it in me. What a shame, that I still believe in good. That I see a world, not a country. Not a dollar.
What a faggot!
I guess I don't really know what other people are. I'm finally starting to lose my empathy. I'm finally starting to lose my religion of love. I'm loving it.
You're not supposed to document a character assassination of the self. I think it might be more useful for a kid who doesn't speak English to translate what I'm saying, to know who they've got to kill.
Because those empathetic, those loving enough to murder for the right reasons, are not gonna be in the USA.
God would have to do miracles again. He doesn't seem interested in doing that in any way that matters. A foreign kid better than me will know well enough to know that I'm wrong about everything, and I hope that one day that kid has the balls to take me out.
I'm gonna keep saying "I." I'm gonna be selfish today.
That's the first step. I'm gonna learn to be selfish, I'm gonna learn to be something other than myself.
"I don't care anymore. I don't want anything anymore." That's the character I'm looking to play.
I guess I'm waiting until I'm 30. They're saying that's when it all starts coming together. I'll realize my potential as a nazi.
Everybody becomes a nazi. Hatred is the future, that's what they're saying.
Contrarianism is the white man's favorite game. To be above it all, that's the sexy thing for the young capitalists in our midst. Fascists have got the coolest cliques, they're like a well oiled machine, y'know.
"Cloudbusting," what a track. It seems impossible now. Who could have that kind of focus? You can never be lithe with your sound these days. Everything is like an ankle weight. But no, I don't think I'll engender myself towards Miles Davis. That guy was in a world I won't engage. A world of anima and cortisol. Real stuff, right?
I gotta move towards being stupid. I gotta move towards forgetting how to read. I gotta move towards talking like you. I gotta feel like you do. I'm halfway there already, can you hear how hateful I sound? I'm starting to understand you more and more.
I'm gonna be an American.
I check the headline again. They're making another stupid center. It's gonna make sure the water has got enough stupid in it. And they've got the best weapons, now. You don't gotta clean up the body parts after, right? They just wipe you out. Vaporized. There are thousands of cultures and tribes that used to exist that none of know about anymore. What's a couple more?
Everything... will finally be stone again. Everyone will be a monster. I think ONE might have nailed it. Ooh, enough of the fun. Enough of that.
They wiped away another town in Sudan, because they have to. Need space for the stupid center. Those guys in the UAE didn't get the Vapor Bombs yet. The stupid people, the good people of the Six-Legged Spider, will have to lend then a few.
Your face, y'know... you ever notice how real people look at you? When they can tell you came out wrong?
I see that face every day. Now, with the power of AI, we can scan your fucked up looking face, and we can show you how to fix it.
You know that real people can sense that you're a freak, right? The way your mouth moves, the way your eyes sit on your face... terrible. People are supposed to look only one sort of way. People are supposed to sound one sort of way. You're not one of us, so you have two options.
You should either kill yourself, or make yourself normal. Do the latter so we can take you to the show.
You are not regular enough to sell the idea of being unique, so please, do yourself a favor and follow a little Hitler of your choice.
The banana I ate today was probably harvested by a slave, but who gives a shit. The clothes I made were made by a slave, but who gives a shit. I'm a slave owner. You gotta learn to love being a sort of demon, right? Put it in your nose, huh? Y'know on the 7th, way back then, they were having a rave? How fun! Outside of the concentration camp. They get it! Have fun with the slaughter!
I drove a car and it made a funny smell. I love it! I'm gonna put my mouth up the the exhaust, I just LOVE the smell of it. The world is being killed, and I have the gun!
I have a gun! I ate two burgers yesterday! They have to rape the animals to make the food! All my produce, all my veggies, harvested by slaves! Look at my machine! Look at my machine! Isn't it sexy? Don't you wanna fuck this robot?
The military doesnt gotta tell you about the smog, smart guy! Killing is fun! Put the tar in a cup and drink it! Drink, drink, drink, drink! You're an American! You're English! You're French! You're German! You're Russian! You're Indian! You're Turkish! You're Canadian! You're Emirati! You're a border! You're a demarcation! You're royalty, that fit is so puss!
All those losers over there still give a shit, right? Come ON, guys. It's not like you're gonna kill me, right? You aren't a go getter like me! You're a wage slave, you're worried about your little... oooh, so sad! You little slave, boo hoo! You're scared we're gonna kill you? We're gonna rape you? And you're mommy, and your daddy? And your little Playstation, you're gonna miss that too? Aww... aww... clap if you give a fuck.
Rent paying little slag cunt. Thought I heard something.
I'm coquette. I'm chic. We're indie, we're so obscure. Here's fifty billion dollars. Kill me, now.
I'm standing directly in front of you with a target on my head, and you still care about dudes fucking dudes. Somebody with a penis is wearing a skirt, and now you want to buy a gun and murder people. You're so fun, you're like GI Joe!
You're such a peasant. You think there's a guy up there that's gonna punish you? There is no closure after this. You were like... supposed to do something NOW. Like US, get it?
The Nazis are the ones who have fun.
God is real and he's worth 23.7 trillion dollars. We're gonna buy it, but you gotta let us pump up the numbers first.
So are you gonna actually shoot me, or what? You're just gonna go home and masturbate. Loser.
You know animals do that? But they also do... all the useful stuff, too. You don't! Yeah, some animals are gay, but at least ANIMALS make for good meals. You guys don't even taste good.
Having this much fun only comes from loving all this evil stuff. Every rich person rapes children because they know they're not supposed to. That's the whole point. Everybody knows it's wrong. Everybody. But then again... what are you gonna do about it?
Exactly. So please 🙏 go back online and call Black people subhumans so I can write an article about how fucking my AI girlfriend with a nearfield connected fleshlight is "punk-rock."
Unless... you're gonna shoot me? I'm biting my tongue, slave. Please, please, put the barrel on my forehead. Do it, for me? For me? Just do it.
I like it when you get mad about culture. Do it again. Culture is dead! Why would you want to talk to another person? Love is GAY and STUPID. Like yeah, you can have culture without hating people or excluding people, but like... why would you want that? Half of fun is in killing somebody different. You want to... not do that?
People aren't people. You should want to fuck everybody and never talk to a soul. Oh please, don't ever actually get sensual, that's gay. It's meat slapping. That's it.
And... don't even do that, either. Don't get smart with your feelings, either.
Young man, hear me.
That girl, you either have to love her, or fuck her. And every single girl around you, they are not people. Not like you. You can't be friends, they're fuckmeat. You need them to make another you. Every interaction with a girl should be fixated towards determining whether you can fuck them or not, okay? If they don't want it, ignore them.
Anybody who tells you this is wrong is gay.
Woman. Listen to me.
You are god's favorite little device. You're a Rolex. You're a 2023 Ferrari Roma, with a Rosso Corsa interior. You're a stand mixer. You're a lacquered mahogany table. You're a pair of tailored tartan trousers. You're a silk sock.
Oh please, do choose to destroy yourself. You can choose to not be a machine, that's okay! But, um... I don't know if you know, but... a new iPhone came out. The iPhone 57R! And you're a 6s. So... um. We're gonna be ending support.
Good luck with that.
Oh my god, baby... you bought that Beretta just for me? Are you gonna shoot me? Please?
Please?
Okay, this is exhausting. What is it gonna take? Do I gotta tell you what my son has planned?
I don't wanna! I don't wanna!
Just kill me, fuck! It's drying up, wagie! You sexless fucking chop. Have fun with your morals or whatever. Have fun with your "friends" and your "community" and your "conscience," and all the Mr Rogers Neighborhood bullshit.
Fuck you.
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