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Horrible People

God Knows That I'm an Asshole,
Why do I have to disagree
With everybody?

13 Oct 17

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cause nobody's god but you, and you can't teach an old dog new tricks, and that means you can't speak in your own language cause there'd have to be a god out there to hear you, and you're god and that's a bummer cause you're the god of bus station waiting rooms and broken pencils.
 — cadmium

As you say, " I was once like you, but we no longer understand."  The man with frying pan.
 — percocet