So, yeah. Confession time.
I think you should all know something. I hate each and every one of you, with every fiber of my being. If I could, I would sneak into your homes and rape and pillage and burn things. Especially burning, because fire is pretty. I would destroy everything that is precious to you. Especially your Animorphs books. Which reminds me, don't any of you people have
lives? I mean, when I was getting to know you all, I kept thinking "There's no way these people can really be so obsessed with kids books, and video games, and comics, and celebrities and all the LAME STUPID, STUPID, STUPID SHIT? Is there? Oh god, is there?" (And why are so many of them gay?)
I wanted to believe it was just a clever, geekish facade. That perhaps you were all coming off a little strong in your various obsessions, just so unbelievably glad to find people with common interests. (Though why you'd be interested in this shit, I have no idea.) But no, my short interweb life has taught me one thing: You are all fat, stinky, pimply idiots who live in your mother's basements, jacking off to cartoons and children's literature.
At first, I was going to keep you all on my friends list out of morbid amusement. I knew it was wrong to laugh at such sad sacks of humanflesh, yet, your pathetic little lives made me chuckle after my long days of making love to sweaty, attractive young men. In various positions at various hours of the day, I might add. Possibly for cash, but I'm not supposed to mention that legally. ANYWAY.
I am leaving the internet forever.
BECAUSE I'M MAD AS HELL AND I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! I CAN'T STAND READING ABOUT YOUR "SQUEE" AND YOUR "MEMES" AND YOUR GODAWFUL FANFICS. BY THE WAY, WHO THE FUCK WRITES FANFIC? I STOLE ALL MINE FROM THIS SAILORSUN CHICK. SHE WAS AWESOME.
ANYWAY, I'M DONE. DONE, DO YOU HEAR ME, DONE? Sorry if I've hurt your feelings by saying this, but I just couldn't hold it in anymore. You see, I'm dying of cancer.
Love,
The Nix
PS: I fucking
hate Marco/Ax.
I almost Aristocrats'd you all, but I pussied out halfway through writing it. me-sense: honest
music: Barenaked Ladies - A