pLover
Apparently plover is a type of bird.
Not goodbye, ModRetro.
Goodbye world.
Goodbye everything and everyone.
I'm gone.
I have lost all connection with what once made this world so great.
Everything is chaos and nothing is happy anymore.
Global warming is going to rape us.
The sun will explode in 2012.
The world of politics is so corrupt I won't even mention it...
And you guys are all assholes.
FRED Figglehorn is getting a feature film.
Miley Cyrus is popular.
Google is going to buy the entire world and make us it's slaves.
We need to face it:
The world is *Can'tSayThisOnTV*ed.
I want to go down before it does, which is why I am going to hang myself within the next few days.
All who disagree with me are just *Can'tSayThisOnTV*ing retarded.
What point is there in living anymore?
I'm almost in high school, next comes college, both will rape me in all 7 holes with homework.
But what comes after that, assuming none of the stuff I said above is true?
A job? Family? Liquor?
None of these things are much worth living for, if at all.
No, I've decided to spare myself the miserable prospect of contiuning onward.
What? There is hope you say?
No, I say.
Why, you ask?
Because friends, 2009 was the last year ever worth living.
As of January 1st 2010, 12 AM, all our hopes and dreams have ended.
200X is over, and Megaman hasn't happened, yet.
Goodbye world.
Goodbye everything and everyone.
I'm gone.
I have lost all connection with what once made this world so great.
Everything is chaos and nothing is happy anymore.
Global warming is going to rape us.
The sun will explode in 2012.
The world of politics is so corrupt I won't even mention it...
And you guys are all assholes.
FRED Figglehorn is getting a feature film.
Miley Cyrus is popular.
Google is going to buy the entire world and make us it's slaves.
We need to face it:
The world is *Can'tSayThisOnTV*ed.
I want to go down before it does, which is why I am going to hang myself within the next few days.
All who disagree with me are just *Can'tSayThisOnTV*ing retarded.
What point is there in living anymore?
I'm almost in high school, next comes college, both will rape me in all 7 holes with homework.
But what comes after that, assuming none of the stuff I said above is true?
A job? Family? Liquor?
None of these things are much worth living for, if at all.
No, I've decided to spare myself the miserable prospect of contiuning onward.
What? There is hope you say?
No, I say.
Why, you ask?
Because friends, 2009 was the last year ever worth living.
As of January 1st 2010, 12 AM, all our hopes and dreams have ended.
200X is over, and Megaman hasn't happened, yet.