Tomarrow is a new year... GODDAMNIT.

So it’s New Years Eve, and you know what that means. The beginning of year 3 of our fucked up bitchfest! Yes, it’s true, it’s not as active as it used to be. Or as good. And Ben is nowhere to be found really. It’s all that weed he does. And I don’t even know if I’ll update monthly next year, seeing as I have more important things to work on. But OH, WELL, 2 ACTIVE YEARS, FUCK YOU!
Also I’m considering fewer rants of good length. Like our original shit. Short and sweet. Shit you can read in under a minute. Also you’ll notice I’ve become far too lazy to keep adding back buttons to every rant. I’ll probably add them to most of them, but then every so often, I’ll just be too tired, lazy and/or pissed off at life to care. But you know what, you all have a fucking back button on your browsers, so fuck off.
Anyways, I guess it’s time for another shitty year full of shit. God only knows what fucked up things will happen this year… Except for the fact I’m atheist and don’t believe in God.

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