Friday, March 8, 2024

Friday F.O.A.D.

Not going to bother finding an image of a finger. There are eight billion pieces of shit on this planet, & I want every last one of you dead. Look at your ugly selves in the mirror until you've realized there is no reason for your empty meaningless existence to continue & you've ended it. Aren't you all sick & tired of yourselves being so stupid & boring?
I know I fucking am.

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