I feel like ranting, I feel like spewing bile all over this word document in as many expletives as is humanly possible. Fuck. See.
So many things, ranging from the unimportant to the completely and utterly inane, drive me so far around the fucking bend I end up in the same place I stood pissed off in the first place. Which is real fucking annoying. Little things like bumps in the pavement that cause to me to topple giant cock over huge inflamed ego. I feel like a fucking fool, which conveniently brings me on to my next topic. I have great links. And that is...FOOLS. Yea you guessed it.
I hate people, they are the one thing that makes me skin crawl, jump from my body to quiver and hide in some form of diseased ridden gutter. I can't stand the things they say and the things they think. So here in the most pompous and arrogant and simple and...way too many ands. Shit again.
Anyway.
Where was I. Oh yea, I have a list of the people I hate most, and if it that makes me a judgemental douche, then I will go right ahead and make a list of you to. Serious I aint scared of shit.
People in London.
These kinds of people, are the single most evil putrid, vile disgusting specimens that ever did walk this earth. First let me point out it is not every one in London, I love the mental ones, they are complete awesome as long as you keep a safe distance. Also the decent honest people are cool to, don't bother me and I don't bother them. Who I mean is the people who are so far up their own arse they have achieved this feat twice.
They all look exactly like this.
No matter what you do, no matter how polite you are that they still look at you like you dropped from a fucking chimney and your soot covered flat cap fell in their lap. They sniff and shuffle uncomfortably in their seats made from actual hair from like something to do with Africa or something, they are not sure what but they know it involves brown people so they keep their deep rooted racism hidden under a facade of fad liberalism. And here, here is the crux of the matter, the problem that causes all this animosity towards them. It is their bullshit liberalism. I consider myself a liberal, well at least I went to the lengths of doing a facebook quiz and it said I was, so yea, proof. My point is though, acting as liberal, is done because you agree with their policies. You agree that there are things wrong in the world, and a liberal approach may be the best way to solve it. But even then you are open to debate and can acknowledged the power of others arguments. These fucking humongous nasty but dim morons, who are the same pieces of shit who end up in places of power, act so fucking liberal, it seems to echo untrue. They bang on about the poor, but all they care about is buying the image of poor from the fucking high street retailers. The same high street retailers that use small kids to make their ironic images of communist fighters, then these snobs tell us to treat people better. Fucking hypocrites the lot of them, they sneer at you because they don't know you, but if I wrote a fucking biopic about being working class and how my family has to survive on eating the cans of Heinz because we can't afford the beans they would suddenly welcome me into open arms and have me emblazoned on a set of trendy new trainers. Pricks the lot of them, they use hypocrisy and double standards to achieve a state of unattackabilty. (Totally made that word up, but it is also awesome. Copyright by the way.) They tell you how they understand the poor, spend fucking fortunes imitating them, stealing fashions created on streets and then selling back to those who fucking had it in the first place.
And breathe. What I mean is, I to buy things from shops that are known to use child labour, I buy clothes in which cows were murdered just so I could look good. I know that so I won't ever tell other people not to do so. I wish I didn't and when I don't I can tell people what the fuck I want. This is what you see all over London, fuckers who would of laughed at a girl if she wore parachute pants a year ago, now all the cunts wearing it.
Yes these are parachute pants.
Moronic morons being moronically racist.
I won't say to much on racists, because if you can not understand why being a complete and utter horrible bastard is wrong, then you are Nick Griffin or one of his fellow troll monsters.
To be fair to the BNP they are the only party as far as I know that ever let a goblin in their party.
I will sum it up quickly and simply. I hate racists because they nothing about anything, they spell words wrong on Internet debates whilst being angry about FORENAS wont learn the English language. They believe what the news papers tell them, they fly a George Cross from their window and still insist they are not allowed. They are the most awful and hurtful people, they spread hate instead of love, and if you are on these people. I would you to take a long hateful look in the mirror and repeatedly head but it.
Finally, list makers.
This is me.
That photo may be similar to some one you recognise, but trust me I get it all the time. I wrote a list, a relatively short one, I expended most of my rage at Londoners. But I feel part of it is my feelings about myself. I want to deal with things yet I don't know where I stand. I feel rage at people who judge people to quickly, which is a complete contradiction. I can see myself becoming everything I hate, a whirl of information and opinions keep colliding in my brain which can barely manage to understand the bare basics of algebra. It is the most annoying paradox you can not claim to be rational and be angered at others beliefs. I decided however, to fuck it, I could be wrong and a huge hypocrite myself, but I feel like I argue in a worthy cause and even if I don't I am drunk enough to convince myself it's so.
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