People

People do not take me seriously.

I am going to tame a crow and make it sit on my shoulder, like that old guy from The Shawshank Redemption.



Then when I get sprung from the joint I will hang myself in my lonely, empty rented room in small-town Maine. They'll be sorry... they'll ALL be sorry. God, I fucking love it when a plan comes together. Don't you?

bwaaahahaha!!! Dark thoughts, eh? That's what happens when I spend my lunch hour in the park watching what basically amounts to duck gang rape.