NAY!
Hey, it's me. That guy. I haven't bothered to write anything in such a long time, other than letters to my girlfriend. I guess I just don't give a fuck about my blog really. I'm doing art now, and making anti-Illuminati posters, flyers, stickers, and sharpy vandalism whenever I can. And I run my mouth about it. Yes, still on that same boat. It's all I can fucking do. A friend of mine is trying to reach people through music, and give awareness through that means, but people generally don't give a shit about what an artist has to say anymore. Highlight that statement, and try to remember how terrible the truth is.
Yeah, people are canned shit. Or some people are canned shit, okay most are. What the hell does canned shit even mean? Who cares. I made it up, and it makes no sense. In a senseless world, what is the point of making any sense at all?
So I'm wondering if there's a name for when a person sneezes in someone's face when they're having sex. A snock, let's just call it a snock, because nothing makes ANY sense remember?
Love is my gadget, and it's the best yet. Bang, bang, I got mine. - Iggy Pop
Oh yeah, that Fukashimi fallout thing I failed to blog about, well, I talked about that a lot on my Facebook, which I got rid of recently. Thank god, I'm so happy about that. That New World Order device.
Latest news, I made a logo. I like it. I think it gets the point across, a bit. Let's make a dent. I don't really care about the world, just the love I have in my life. That's about it. And Dove soap, I really like to lather my face with Dove soap. It's probably NWO-Illuminati soap, but whatever man. What isn't?
Anything of worth that you can felch out of this hole of a place, this hole of a world. What a fucking dump.
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