June 2013
Read the news today, oh boy, some kids are dead
Pulled the covers over my head and went straight back to bed
Cause even my good days are generally bad
At my happiest, I’m just slightly less sad
And I get mad if you’re glad to be alive
Cause I had a chance at a happy life
Good mom, good dad
Seriously trust me, you wouldn’t wanna be me
The best days of my life involve leftovers and TV
I got almost no friends and I don’t know how to handle this
Even the friends I do got are all moving to Los Angeles
Even I’m tired of my whining
Even I don’t want no more of me
I whine more than a 3-year old multiplied by Morrisey
Every time I meet someone who wants to be my friend
The first thought that I have is, “Yo what the fuck is wrong with them?”
I go through life with my fists up
But trust me my fists are all
Full of handfuls of
Wellbutrin and Risperdal
I’m depressed y’all
Someone please help me (Please help me)
Seriously (Seriously right now)
Help
I either need a cup of coffee or a bullet in my head but I’m not sure which
private property is not the same thing as personal possessions
private property is not the same thing as personal possessions
private property is not the same thing as personal possessions
the abolition of private property means that the resources and machinery that a community needs in order to function are owned by the community as a whole
the abolition of private property does not mean you need to share your t-shirt with the whole neighbourhood
thank you.
“To summarize the summary of the summary: people are a problem.”
—The Restaurant at the End of the Universe, Douglas Adams
