Current mood: 
disappointed
This time big ups go out to all prophets of doom, to all the dark-minded people out there wanting to blow up that fuqed up little planet. Go on, do that job, and do it quick before somebody gets hurt. Blow up all that Christmas bullshit, bomb the hypocrisy out of the the minds of the innocent and good-spirited, get done with all that is nice and bright and oh so grown up. Fuq that! And fuq all you people out there trying to tell others what to do, how to behave, how to act and how to speak.Let us be, just like we are, and don’t even try to impose your ways upon someone else, friend or foe. Otherwise, get lost, get out of my face, you’re not worth of my thoughts and not part of my world. When life was good, you were, but now that everything’s ruined you’re not. But still, freedom is just another word for nothing left to loose…free at last, thank god almighty, we’re free at last