More of my bullshit, just what you needed.
No long news-thing today, I'm more tired than a marathon running sloth. With narcolepsy.
"This thing is fucked up. You're fucked up."
Oh, you again.
"Why is there two of them? What the fuck is wrong with you?"
This is explained in the post. I couldn't decide which to keep.
"Anger? What, did your mom take your iPhone, so you butchered cats?"
No. I had no reason to be angry, I just was. And enough of the cat-murdering business, I don't do that.
Love you too.
"Blablabla I'm shit":http://www.newgrounds.com/art/view/absolutedeth/rage