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The edge is so sharp it tore open a portal in the space time continuem and escaped 2005

Back before the internet sucked ass. God bless tech monopolies for shrinking the web to primarily 4 websites.

On a tangentially related note, I was on my state's voter registration site and it had that glorious "this website was meant for computers from 1997" border. Any other burgerlanders relate?

Time is going by too fast. I'm about to turn 20 and have fuck all to show for it, Summer decided to fly by, and I have no idea what my next move in life is.
I really don't want to be stuck at this supermarket janitorial job until I die.
I guess not everyone gets to have fun, though. Somebody's life has to be a boring shithole.
And transes aren't allowed to be happy anyway

Defining yourself by what you do for money is your first mistake.

I mean yeah, but it takes up most of my time and pretty much dictates how I live, so it really defines my life at the moment.
The American Dream, baby.

I know folks in janitorial jobs who have great work/life balance and are extremely happy with their careers. What is it about your current gig that's preventing you from having that?

It's for Whole Foods, who is owned by the #1 company in Soul Crushing. Customers there also treat you like shit. I feel like I'm about to snap about every god damn minute.

The Goddess has revealed to me my Holy Name:
Killyurs Elf

In a trance in which I was connected to the higher plane of existence (which coincidentally only happens when I smell that lovely Gorilla Glue in the tool chest), I communed with Eris, the Goddess of Chaos, the most holy. It was then I had an Epiphany:
"Is devotion to a Goddess of Chaos in itself anti-chaos? Does devotion to a figurehead not imply an order, a hierarchy of some sort?"
Her voice filled my mind, and her words echoed in my very being:
"Ok you fucking loser"
After throwing up 2 times in the bathtub and 3 more times in front of my couch, I realized that I must spread these words of wisdom.
Surely, they must resonate with wise scholars such as yourselves. 

Only the soil is the joke. The johnny is the hot one. Please don't stop. I just want to go to the god and the god and he is holding the one and the gun. jingle and the gross intimmmmm and the kerbagde on the sea. Only the first and the last and the yearly fuck fest can be obtained via the internet. Dinner is on my tablet. I only press buttons for my own soul. Outrage is the perfect story fortress. Teams are the young.

Time is going by too fast. I'm about to turn 20 and have fuck all to show for it, Summer decided to fly by, and I have no idea what my next move in life is.
I really don't want to be stuck at this supermarket janitorial job until I die.
I guess not everyone gets to have fun, though. Somebody's life has to be a boring shithole.
And transes aren't allowed to be happy anyway

Defining yourself by what you do for money is your first mistake.

I mean yeah, but it takes up most of my time and pretty much dictates how I live, so it really defines my life at the moment.
The American Dream, baby.

How have you not been shot to death what the fuck?
I could never pull this shit off. I'm far too autistic and have way too much crazy-eye going on. I'm the type of person people are extra nice too after a shooting happens

Time is going by too fast. I'm about to turn 20 and have fuck all to show for it, Summer decided to fly by, and I have no idea what my next move in life is.
I really don't want to be stuck at this supermarket janitorial job until I die.
I guess not everyone gets to have fun, though. Somebody's life has to be a boring shithole.
And transes aren't allowed to be happy anyway

Often, people are unable to "snap", unable to break.
And when we don't break, we bend. We get bent out of shape, into something sadder, something worse.
The machine is good at "bending" any and all hope out of the products inside of it.

Teeth are the youth. The youth are the ghosts. Open wide and say hohohohohohohohoh fucking whore.

Dennis prager is the slut I've been looking for. that's the truth lady, I don't get to see unless it's true. It is true.

Break me in the way you want to. I really don't love you. I love this . I hate the fucking pope and I hope he lives to see inside of my fucking asshole. I hope he fucking kills himself unless I do it first and then he won't. I will kill the fucking god of the world and I won't even feel like doing anything anymore and that's fucking the truth you holes.

Fuck you and your fucking fuck fiiiiiine and that is not the best way to start inside of the house. I hate you. I just don't get this. I just don't get to the point. I don't see you unless it's the visible relish. I couldn't possibly be the3 one you want to be the fun police with. I side with the wipe on the side of the girl. I see the thost in the shell in the hell in the hall of the open wound. Don't think I don't posses the lound in the engine in the love.

Just type. Don't think about it. Just let whatever words spill out onto the page as they please.
Will it reveal something about yourself? Will it be insightful? Perhaps. Probably not, honestly, but it will be fun, trust me.

Try to be the faggot in the room. Don't be the god. I can't  fucking do this and I won't try and to be gone is to go. I don't have what it takes to reach the sun until it stops. Just do this and don't. I dontl. I don't. I tdonnnnnn I don't.  God is the open in the sky, I see the hole and I don't get it. I eye and yearn. I don't stop until it's done and then I go and go and go and go home and home is gone and this is jgone and this jis the revenge of the hole. I don't get into the mom. I see the your and the you're and the lolololololololj. Hahaha i Idon't I donl't IT dont. god is the mistake in the window and this is the  truth . Trap me inot the yard and the feet and the meter and the olden days of nothing.

For this is the old and the nold and the into and the intro to hte happy god. I am the gold and the youth and the old and ghteeh. 11111111 and the second and the 789988978978978978978907 and the youth and the hole and tits and god and beer.
The ghost is the hole in the vivivn and ghost and goats and hjoljjllj and the olples and  theopl theoplle and poeple and pope and  the opolol pope of  the olholhol and then it is the hen. The end of the ghost and reaaaaaaal and the hoouse in the meadow. scrath the old and the ulllllllll and dull and olplololol poop iiiiillllll bitch I'm sorry. Uldddddddd and the Nashville shooters in the windows and insane and the roof of the sky and the ghost in the real aaaaaaaaaaa. I scaream andndndndndnndndndndndnnd jthe jfd ghosts in ultimate power if it hurts and hurt and hurts you and hurt me again I don't want to do it unltil you hurt me again.
Not today and acid on the weekend. I don't speak inside of me. I want you to fuck me until this roof fucking dies. Only the oldest of the clan can be married to the oldest of the old of the eldest. I don't want you . I want yol. I iiiiiiiiiii mom and you and dad and the dog and the fucking baby in the chair over there shut the fuck up.

888000800800976809786 reasons to be inside of you right now. I don't need you to tell me what you want I want it. I want it now i woannnnnnnnnn and moan and want and jump and junk. I don't see how this is real I just want you to fucking die and kil me first. I want a penny. I want thooooooooooooooooooooooooo and eeee andndndndndndndnndnd hoenohkonoohohonoh9onoh., 999998 and nothing. I jdjddjdjdjdjdjdj ljkljlkj ouioljk and the nI szream and you yell and then we die and get to hell and hiiiiiii and get aid and die again and agian and agian and aigaiiiiiiijn nanfjjjjj.

jon and the old girl in the window. I donl'jjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjj trump is in the yard and ghosts are in the head of the state. Intro and outro and inonononon and inuendeo and trees in the house. I your and me and you and his and her and thejieheheheheheheheheheh laugh all you want fujcker I dono't care anymore. Just keep fucking going you hwhohhhhhhhh whore heartles sslut and the lost cause of the ghosts.

Hold me and then hold me and then hold me and fuck cuck fuck cuck fuck nonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn nno great and holed and holjed and mold moley holdelllllllllll lholdle dhooolllllllll;llllllllllllll. fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck reeeeeeeetreata aaare you ok no no nononionohononoonononononono whore you whore I don't work here.

don't srop fucker, i said don't stop don't sotpppppppppp sop sop sop sop haha just go and go and go and go and go and hold me and go and go and leave and ghost and lolololol please shut the ghost and the hole and the reeeteeereererer whatever the fuck you are and me and I am am am amamamamamamamammamamam mom is the hitch in the nonce and the most of the time aof aof aof arf wollf woof fuck the trees and the wsky and the old and the old and and anddndnnandadnadnadnadnaldn nada nothing fuck dont' dssoppppppppp stjop sopt sotp sjopssojtopsjfkl jadsklfjkldj aklfdsjklafj dklj bitch I dont' love you.

open wide and see inside and the yournel of the cornel of the jon is inside. Most of us don't care unless you be a fucking hot mess in the toiilet. Hah. Don't fucking stare at me your fucking whore i will fucking kill myself and your dog. dog goes woof. Don't fucking see me unless you're bllind. I don't dare you to do this andndndnd you don't fucking go away I fuck your mother inside of the wendy's. Hah. That's fucking the joke. The johnny walrus is the ghost in the host of the jojojojojojojojojo. Tha's fos fucking fine and all but hahahaha I dxon't let you go inside of me unless you are the pope and that's hard to do.

Like and the fingerblast of the last century in the jojojojojojojo no don't fucking hurt me I swear I will love the penis in the volvo. I am the one and the only and the one and the onel and the one and the polplol[ and poles in the youth and the lost of the loss and the preacccccccccckckc whatevder  the fuck that is and the old.

I hope you enjoyed my keyboard finger-blasting.

Their invulnerability is a facade. They let you think you're helpless, let you think you have no power, but giving up is how they win.
The Climate deniers, the Fascists, the megacorps all want you to think that there's no point in trying.
Defeatism often masks itself as a sort of enlightened position--you've given up because you "know" more than the people who keep trying. This is bullshit. It's ACTUALLY what "they want you to think."
Don't "take the blackpill", no matter how tempting.
Vent your doomer-istic tendencies and pessimism out, but don't let it control you.
Apathy is enabling.

MORE PLAGUES! MORE DISEASE! IT'S MY GOD GIVEN RIGHT TO KILL MY CHILD!

It sucks seeing family sucked into this cult. God dammit, why couldn't you be a part of something cool, like a sex cult?