* sniffle *

(i may be sick)

(my story idea requires me to be not-sick, so i shall turn it into a
non-story and just rant, because that is what everyone wants. right.)

spiting gum on the sidewalk is bad. because you do it, and then someone else steps on it, and it is hard to clean off and it gets dirty and people can�t sit there until a bird or ants or something tries to eat it and it
goes away. garbage doesn�t just go away. it stays somewhere, wherever, until it breaks down, sometimes many years in the future. if you had to live in garbage�. i should stop writing this while i have a headache. i don�t even know what my position on garbage on the sidewalk is. so you live in filth. big whup. your immune system could use the workout until you finally stop making so much. we already know the standard model american doesn�t give a shit about anything but what is right in front of them; what good is complaining about it? you put garbage in your stomach and your brain and your body�s filtration system because you like feeling like you�re going to die from poisoning and being dizzy and stupid and defenseless. you�ve already established that living�s too much for you, so you do your best to numb your body and your thoughts and tell yourself that your body�s not important, and neither is anyone else�s. so you�re stupid. live with it. throw your garbage down where you sleep and fester in your waste. you force other people to deal with it, you should know the fun they�re having, living surrounded by shit and not having somewhere to escape to. i�m fucking tired of caring about you.

so sod off.

-ps