I am unimaginative. I am a lobotomy patient. I have taken several blows to the head in my life and am too lazy to think for myself, not even the simplest mouthings of the voice in my head I call my Self. I cannot be bothered to ape the most basic, original utterance to the world
I am deathly afraid someone might get to know the real me and not like me, so I copy N paste the most hackneyed tripe ...I can find on the social networking pages I stumble into in order to "connect" with people I barely know, squandering the opportunity, unprecedented in the known universe, to connect with people regardless of not only distance but culture, heritage, race, religion or social status. I am a sad, thoughtless individual, and I don't deserve the gift of life nor the blessing of a sentient brain and the chance to use it.
Copy N paste this to as your status for an hour if you want someone to put a bullet in your empty little head and end the suffering we all feel when we read sad, pointless status updates like this.
