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since this is my page, i'll write something about myself.
out of place in society, out of place in the world, i hate this society, i hate this world. I mostly hate how things are now, you can say the status quo, but not much as how people in general are, it's how people act, and react. I hate most people, as most people are superficial and hypocrites, i don't care what people think of me, since their opinion is just that, an opinion. Beauty is in the outside for most, in the inside for the enlightened few, even though a lot say that looks isn't everything, they're lying. The homeless, the elderly, the worker class, the ignorant, all make me sad. If only I could do something to change it, my voice is just that, a voice. Corporations and government are just too powerful to fight back, this nation has enough wealth and resources to satisfy the majority of the materialistic bastards in this country, even if their life consists of sports cars and SUV's, 1% owns 1/3 of the wealth in the U.S., they don't care about other people's problems, but once you're in their property, you'll get a shotgun blast to your abdomen. Death comes to all, so don't be afraid, if you die screaming, you will live on screaming, if you die peacefully, you will rest peacefully, there is no god, there is hell, no heaven, only made up shit by pussies who were scared to die, scared to be fade away from their pointless life and wasted gold, no hope for the poor, no hope for the hungry, all this world needs, is spontaneous combustion, inside it's core, to free the masses, to free them from their state of catatatonia, to free them from the stimulus of the tv sets, of the radio, of the news, of the shit they are surrounded by.
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