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[Intestinal Chaos]

*shivers at the preceeding posts*

I thought I had escaped the madness on this site! I'm hounded!, is there no end?!?!?


As I see let alone and be left alone. You avoid me, I avoid you. It all works out better that way. I detest (most) other people and I do all that is in my power to make sure I don't have to interact with them.


Look at this! Does this look like the face of someone who wants social interaction? If you are of the ages 14-18 then apparently it does! I can't stress how much I dislike people in general. With the petty clique wars (and they do happen) and the annoying little recruitment drives to bulster the ranks of their kind for the coming battles. Live and let live!

When I walk through a crowded hall, do you know what I see? I seething mass of corpses-to-be who writhe like maggots as they go about their disgusting business of clogging up the halls (and feasting on the remanents of their fallen comrades).

Like scavengers to a fresh slaughter they rush up to the tables to stake clame to their territory, woe be to those who get in the way. That would be me, by the way. The jump into the lines, once again fulfilling their maggot-like roles, and feast upon crudely prepared food in the most disgusting way imaginable and then leaving behind the remains and they slither off to the next destination to defile with no second thought about the poor janitor, who has seen so much abuse at the hands of these vile creatures that he no longer has a free will of his own, who has to mop up after their filth.

I go to a classroom, you know what I see? The horrific empty stares of countless brainwashed children put in rows, like some fell crop, as they pound off verse and line to some faceless entity that they know only by title. I sit there and try to pass the time as these strange soulless dolls complete their tasks as ordered by the Faceless. Eventually there is a sharp noise and there is a change in the doll-children, the instantly grow foul and demonic. They shreak in their evil tongue and wail with glee as they are let loose upon the world.

I go to an assembly, you know what I see? Darkness incarnate. Pleasure slaves dance before a cheering crowd of slovelnly beings, tripping over themselves and causing destruction to everything around. I'm constantly bumped into and crushed by the beings that I have been forced to exist next to. The beasts defile me with their disgustingly slimy and filthy appendages (if I dare call it even that). Eventually the carcasses of the pleasure slaves are dragged away ushering in a wave of testasterone and the stench of sweat. These two things are soon followed by an army of sorts. They are all dressed in uniform and ripple with muscle as they are given praise by the bench-beasts. A representation of the civilazation to be conquered is thrust into the middle of the arena and ritualisticly battered by the representation of ours. A booming voice declares the right to victory and the ritual is completed with a chant and the spilling of mascot blood. Then the beings are cut loose and the rush from the building, as if they were in danger, but the only danger is themselves as they trample eachother (and me) underfoot.

This is only a small sample of how I feel about people and school. *cringe*


The horror....

This post has been edited by Intestinal Chaos: Jan 9 2006, 05:40 PM