if i knew then what i know now: you know that bit where they tell you to start counting down, i would have told the patient LIVE! sit up in the hospital bed, reanimated like a beast… don’t trust these guys they are trying to kill you! it’s a conspiracy! don’t fall asleep! come on wake up, don’t walk towards the light!
it’s like the one part of the hospital where people are actually quiet, speaking in hush-tones as one would the library. they are using chemicals to knock these people out! why do we have to keep the noise down!?
who cares? they’re going under anyway, it’d be fun to see someone fight it for a change. not counting up [or down] the sheep. they even call it counting sheep. what if it was an adjective for a set of people instead of a verb? yeah they’re just the counting sheep … tell them to count and they will ask you if you want it up … or down
give them a pillow to bite down on and tell them to bend over, this might feel a little cold… [unconscious] why don’t you come back after the weekend? a fucking plant pot telling you that they’re busy but the place is dead and yet they keep picking the phone up to your number like a spakker in a magnet factory. when you’ve outgrown a plant pot and got what you needed that day [thanks for playing] against some sad, benign intervention… it only cost me a 1er but it will have to get in line because there’s about an 850er [minimum] other things that we need to deal with first before we can get to you … and we can only manage 5 a month, and as far as punitives are concerned we’re short staffed! so we just hope that one day, patient people – far from now – only when it is finally paid in full [shit], we’re not a piggybank you know, which is going to take about 14 years at this rate [i rounded it down for you] it will have been well worth the wait
meanwhile, in the real world, it was inevitable. got a whole probation service over here scratching their heads. the other places in this world aren’t fooled either … they have seen the records. where are the services? why has this gimp4life idds fuckin T! not involved with any services? how does one rehabilitate from autism? what’s it like when someone discharges you over 100 times without even telling your doctor? how does it feel when a lifelong condition is being described as drugs because i must be off my ed? isn’t it surprising how many of these hypocrites with autistic children of their own have so much love and care in them, yet completely incapable of basic things like imagining what their children would be like to deal with when they become adults in their thirties. yeah sure it’s not their fault – you say that now, but when it’s someone else’s problem yeah proper funny. so i laugh it off … because i know that this problem hits a lot of people and it’s going to hit those people to. i’m nowhere near the worst case scenario, so it would be foolish of you to hold up an example about me
the rise of fascism is in and around this place. you can taste it in the air, like the garlic on manchester road on a friday evening. you’re not a proper case unless we like you. we need to raise awareness. we need to annihilate [insert country] and devastate their economy!!!1 … we need to put a label on people that we don’t agree with in a way that “flags” them as an unreliable source. we need to make sure that our version of it, saccharin, unperson, malignant … is the one they read first. there’s a reason they try and fill your head with their self-congratulatory shit while you can still be assed reading and finding out – it works!
… the same people: we need to “ween ourselves off [economic / electric / “soft” power]” you have never even seen greed, addiction. you have never had it coarsing through your veins. you have never gone rough as a cunt. look at the news- look at the people coming out with this shit. what are their motives for saying this? hypocrites and fascists everywhere. with regards “weening off” you will quickly deduce that anyone coming out with this bollocks is either 12 year old in suit, completely untouched by greed or corruption … or a big baron, who is never going to run out, because they’re sorted for life
if you listen very carefully to the internet, you can almost hear it coming. a crescendo of cunts, of the highest order. you came here for my opinion. my opinion is that i’m fuckin flying! if you don’t believe me, look at the sad twat trying to impose their views onto you. ask yourself why they need you to know all this. ask yourself if i give a fuck, because as far as i’m concerned them people don’t even exist
and to all of my fans … with love, moments before midnight – the day i get my smile back – thank you beautiful people
NANIGHT!
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