I'm not reading your shitty poems.

This is ridiculous. I can't belive I'm wasting an entire KB on this page. However, this topic does need adressing. Recently I have had the misfortane of being alive, which usally means I have nothing to do. So then I get on my computer which insists on instamtly booting up Messenger for me, and then some stupid sones of bitches talk to me about great "poems" they made. Oh God. I AM NOT READING YOUR BULLSHIT. I can't stand this anymore. In almost every case of this blastphemy against the great Todd, the person doesn't know what they're talking about. How do I know? Because I've met them and I know for a fact that in their minds this little thing called "love" means sex and drugs. People are dumber than they look (ouch).

Thats another thing. What the hell is it with love in the media? Where's the violance? Where's the news? Most of all, where's something that I care about? I don't give a damn about an amatuer writer whos submitting articles to magizines and shit to impress their friends. Furthermore, what the fuck has happened to our music? Are you all insane? Am I the only person who has noticed that all songs these days are about love affairs?! You know, its shit like this which forces me to listen to techno which doesn't directly spam me with propaganda about sex and sexist stereotypes. Wait, what did I start writing about again? Damn...

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