Contrary to some's thinking, I do in fact, hear prayers, and again, contrary to some, and I want you to take this in.
I DON'T CARE
So stop fucking asking me for shit. I don't care about you, or your troubles.
You think I care about you when I have a universe to run? 1 little shitty world with a measly 6 billion humans. What about Planet Furb? It has over 300 billion giants. Yeah, that's real fucking easy to manage, considering it is a little smaller than Earth.
But I don't really blame you for thinking I care, I mean, I know you're all idiots and all. I blame the priests, they know I don't care, because when one becomes a priest I come in a vision and tell them I'm not real, and to leave me alone... I don't know how they don't get the message.
It's their fault for miss leading you with their lies... And pedophilia.
People who go to other people with their problems piss me off almost as much. I'm happily spying on someone, having a good time, then some 13 year old bitch who's boyfriend just dumped her comes running in and starts bitching and crying. You're 13 bitch. Get over it. It's even worse when adults can't handle their problems. Either get over it like a real person, bury it deep, deep down inside so people don't have to hear it, or kill yourself.
I prefer the latter option. If you can't think of a way to kill yourself, check this out.
And next time you want to have a cry, remember:

This picture is shamelessly stolen from Maddox, whos site can be found here.
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