I'm a walkin' corpse, surrounded by a buncha breathers who constantly remind me of the life I am never gonna get back. I barely feel pain or much of any physical sensation. In order to get good and plastered, I have to drain about three times the amount of booze I used to. I have a craving for human flesh.
So, yeah. I have fun. I have fun when I'm kickin' the crap out of people or gettin' boozed or otherwise takin' glee at someone's pain, because that person isn't me.
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Fucking idiots.
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Tell me about it.
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So, yeah. I have fun. I have fun when I'm kickin' the crap out of people or gettin' boozed or otherwise takin' glee at someone's pain, because that person isn't me.
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M'thinkin' you're just feeling sorry for yourself.
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Probably. Doesn't change the fact that my existence is miserable. At least at home I had m'self a goal to work towards.
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