Thanks to school, I've learned to hate math, hate art to some extent, and hate P.E.. Once again, thanks to some class I tale, I'll hate anime, then Japanese, followed by Asians, which will soon develope into a great self hate issue, which then leads to my death.
P.S. - I'd like to thank to a group of people for making this possible. First, I'd like to thank the creator of the first manga artist. Second, the first person who created anime. Then another somebody, and another to carry out the fire. I've learned only yet again that I'm a living piece of s**t.
For anybody who finds this emo, it's not. For one, I have purpose in life: making sure everybody who knows me can make sure I stay a living s**t. As well as trying to make myself not feel like a living s**t, which is hard when you know you are.
As I say often: You know who you are
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